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ST. NICHOLAS 

AN 

Illustrated Magazine 



For Young Folks 



VOLUME XLIV. 

Part II. — May, 1917, to October, 1917 



The century CO., NEW YORK 

FREDERICK WARNE & CO., LONDON 



CopyrU'lit, 1916. by Thh Centuky Co. 



ST. NICHOLAS 

VOLUME XLIV 



PART II 

Six Months — May, 1917, to 0(tobf.r, 1917 



CONTENTS OF PART II. VOLUME XLIV. 



Ambulance-Girl, The. Story. (Illustrated by Oscar H. Schmidt) Grace E. Craig 784 

As You Would Be Done By. Verse Mary Carolyn Davies . . . . 967 

Aunt Honoria's Legacy. Story. (Illustrated by C. Clyde Squires) Helen Minshall Young.. 963 

Battle-Hymn of the Republic. Verse Julia Ward Hozvc 795 

Betty IN the Springtime. Verse. (Illustrated by Mabel Jietsy Hill) Helen Ward Banks 647 

Boastful Fish, The. Verse Jack Burroughs 612 

Boy Problem : How One Institution Solves It, The. (Illustrations from 

photographs) Joanna Gleed Strange ... .'I104 

Boy Scouts. See "Under Boy Scout Colors." 

Boy Time. Verse Edward N. Tcall 641 

Burglar and the Green Apples, The. Story. (Illustrated by Norman 

P. Rockwell) Frank B. Elser 899 

Callers, The. Verse Ethel M. Kelly 991 

Camp Life FOR Boys. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs) Ralph Graham 614 

Camp. See "Making Good in a Boys' Camp" and "Sports in Girls' Camps.". 

Convalescent, The. Verse. (Illustrated by the author) A. M. Cooper 704 

Cruises of "Bay-Pirate Jack," The. Sketch. (Illustrations from photo- 
graphs and from drawing by W. H. Drake) Harold French 848 

Curie, Marie Sklodowska. See "Heroines of Service." 

Daisy Field, In the. Picture. From a photograph by Charles J. Adams 917 

Dancing Lesson, The. Verse. (Illustrated by Karl Moon) Grace Purdie Moon 1026 

Day-Dreams. Verse Ethel Marjorie Knapp... 613 

Declamation, His. Verse Benjamiyi Webster 1077 

Dixie Flyer, The. (Illustrated by Charles T. Hill) Clement Wood 990 

East End Road, The. Story. (Illustrated by George Avison) George C. Lane 895 

"Elinor and Ted." Picture. Painted by Lydia Field Emmet 633 

Fairies, The. Verse. (Illustrated by Beatrice Stevens) Ella M. Boult 720 

Fighting-Ships That Fly. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs) Com. Orton P. Jackson, 

Capt. Frank E. Evans. . . . 675 

Fisherman, The. Verse. (Illustration from photograph) Annie Willis McCullough 730 

Girl Next Door, The. Serial Story. (Illustrated by Charles M. R&\ye2L) . .Augusta Huiell Seaman ... .621 

731, 818, 903 

Goethals, George W. See "Heroes of To-day." 

Golden Eagle, The. Serial Story. (Illustrated by C. M. Relyea) Allen French 579 

713, 826, 924, 992, 1 118 

Good Advice. Verse. (Illustrated by Sarah K. Smith) M. L. F 705 

Happy Bee, The. Verse. (Illustrated by the author) M. G. Kains 842 

Happy Ship, The. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs) Com. Orton P. Jackson, 

Capt. Frank E. Evans. . . . 918 



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CONTENTS 



PAGE 



Heroes of To-Day. (Illustrations from photographs) Mary R. Parkman 

George W. Goethals : "The Prophet Engineer." 883 

Herbert C. Hoover : A Citizen of the World 587 

Samuel Pierpont Langley : A Hero of Flight 1078 

Edward Livingston Trudeau : A Pioneer of the Open 1020 

Heroines of Service. (Illustrations from photographs) Mary R. Parkman 

Marie Sklodowska Curie : The Heroine of Radium 594 

Julia Ward Howe: The Singer of a Nation's Song 790 

Alice Freeman Palmer: "The Princess" of Wellesley 682 

Hoover, Herbert C. See "Heroes of To-Day." 

Howe, Julia Ward. See "Heroines of Service." 

Hunter, The. Verse. (Illustration from photograph) Grace Pur die Mo 071 620 

Indian Flute-Song, The. Verse. (Illustration from photograph by Karl 

Moon) Grace Purdic Moon 688 

Indignant. Verse. (Illustrated by Oliver Herford) Mabel Livingston Prank . . 712 

Invasion of Aunt Angelia, The. Story. (Illustrated by C. Clyde SquiTes)Beth B. Gilchrist 1072 

Joffre, Marshal, Shaking Hands With. Sketch George P. Ludlam 981 

Joyous Vagabond, The. Story. (Illustrated by Maurice L. Bower) Katherine D. Gather 1059 

Juvenile Pudding. Verse Alice Crowell Hoffman. . . 627 

Langley, Samuel Pierpont. See "Heroes of To-Day." 

License, How Ginger Got His. Story. (Illustrated by C. T. Hill) Elisabeth Gale 1102 

Little Mr. Button-Nose. Verse Hesper Le Gallienne 729 

Little School-ma'am, The. Picture. Drawn by Charles M. Relyea 613 

Little Why. Verse Harry Hamilton 703 

London, Jack. See "Cruises of 'Bay-Pirate Jack,' The." 

Longfellow. See "Two Neighbors, Poet and Blacksmith, The Homes of." 

Lorraine, Claude. See "Joyous Vagabond, The." 

Making Good in a Boys' Camp. Sketch. (Illustrated by Norman P. Rock- 
well and from photographs) Ralph Graham 838 

Meadow Fairies, The. Verse. (Illustrated by Charles T. Hill) Grace May North 930 

Midsummer Song. Verse Eleanore Meyers J ewctt. . 898 

Morning-Glory, The. Verse. (Illustrated by G. H. Mitchell) Cecil Cavendish 681 

Navy. See "Fighting-Ships that Fly," "Happy Ship, The," "Our Undersea 
Fighters," "Policeman of the Seven Seas," "Queen of the Sea," "Training 
of a Man-o'-War's-Man." 

Old House on the Shore, The. Verse. (Illustrated by Charles T. WxW) . .Edward N. Teall 910 

Palmer, Alice Freeman. See "Heroines of Service." 

Pangolin, The. Verse William Hervey Woods.. 817 

"Percy." Verse Pauline Frances Camp... 692 

"Peter Pan." Verse. (Illustrations from photographs) Elizabeth J. Coatsworth. . 586 

Piang, the Moro Jungle Boy, The Adventures of: (Illustrated by Ells- 
worth Young)'. Florence Partcllo Stuart 

The Secret of the Lake 600 

The Jungle Menace 889 

The Bichara .' 1000 

Piang's Triumph 11 12 

Pine-Tree Shillings, The. Verse. (Illustrated by W. M. Berger) Florence Boyce Davis 796 

Playing Circus. Picture. Drawn by Mabel Betsy Hill 825 

Policeman of the Seven Seas, The. Sketch. (Illustrations from photo- 
graphs) Com. Orton P. Jackson, 

Capt. Frank E. Evans.... 1091 

Polly Pry's Foreigners. Verse Florence Boyce Davis 1013 

Queen OF the Sea, The. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs) Com. Orton P. Jackson, 

Capt. Frank E. Evans. . . . 977 

Randy's Riding Whip. Verse Florence Boyce Davis.... iiii 

Ready for an October Outing. Picture. Drawn by Harriet R. Boyd im 



CONTENTS vji 

PAGE 

Riddle, A. Verse Mabel Livingston Frank . . 784 

Roads to Fairyland. Verse 1117 

The Way to the Fairies Tudor Jenks 

Yellow Leaves, Yellow Leaves Hilda IV. Smith 

Little Doors Alice M. Watts 

Rose, The. Verse. (Illustrated by G. H. Mitchell; Cecil Cavendish 680 

Saving the "Seaside Special." Story. (Illustrated by C. T. Hill) Dzvight B. Pangbitrn.... 700 

Secret, The. Verse : R. F. Jones 578 

Secret, The. Verse Abbie Farwell Brown .... 743 

September's Garden. Verse Alice E. Allen 999 

Setting Up Jack. Sketch. (Illustrations by Ralph P. Coleman and from 

photographs from "The Plattsburg Manual") Rodman Gilder 689 

Ships, To. Verse. (Illustrated by G. H. Mitchell) Mary Carolyn Davies.... 1005 

Song for the Open Road, A. Verse Gorton Feeder Carruth.. 1064 

Sports in Girls' Camp. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs) Anna W orthington Coale 706 

Straw Phantom, The. Play Dorothy Brezver Blackall. 1133 

Submarines. See "Undersea Fighters, Our." 

Summer's End. Verse. (Illustrated by Maurice L. Bower) Clara Piatt Meadozvcroft 982 

Tale of Tobias Tupper, The. Verse. (Illustrated by George A. KAng) ... .Florence Boyce Davis.... 749 

There Came A Ship a-Sailing. Verse.. (Illustrated by Maurice L. Bower ).C7an; Piatt M eadozxicroft 808 

Thirsty Flowers, The. Story. (Illustrated by C. M. Relyea) Henry D. Winans 742 

Three Threads, The. Story. (Illustrated by Rhoda C. Chase) Julia Brozvn 1014 

Training of a Man-o'-War's-Man. The. Sketch. (Illustrations fromCom. Orton P. Jackson, 

photographs) Capt. Frank E. Evans. . . . 833 

Trout-Stream, Along the. Story. (Illustrated by Norman P. Rockwell ). .jRo&erf S. Lemmon 984 

Trudeau, Edward Livingston. See "Heroes of To-Day." 

Twins, The — Virginia and Jane. Picture. From the painting by Joseph T. 

Pearson, Jr 989 

Two Neighbors, Poet and Blacksmith, The Homes of. (Illustrations from 

drawing by Longfellow and from photographs) Vlyn Johnson 1129 

Under Boy Scout Colors. Serial story. (Illustrated by Walt Louderback) . ./o^e/'/j B. Ames 634 

722, 810, 911, 1006, 1094 

Undersea Fighters, Our. Sketch. (Illustrations from photographs and 

diagram) Com. Orton P. Jackson, 

Capt. Frank E. Evans .... 628 

Understood Betsy. Serial story. (Illustrated by Ada C. Williamson) Dorothy Canfield 606 

693, 800 

What We Forget. Verse Frank B. Elser 825 

Where the Sunsets of All the Yesterdays are Found. Sketch. (Illus- 
trations from photographs) Olin D. Wheeler 867 

Whistling-Buoy, The New. Story. (Illustrated by McClelland Barclay ).. C/zar/c? Arthur Lazvrence 1084 

Yellowstone Park. See "Where the Sunsets of All the Yesterdays are 
Found." 

DEPARTMENTS 

Books and Reading Hildegarde Hazvthorne . . . 648 

936, 1032 

For Country and for Liberty. (Illustrated) Conducted by R. F.Wilson yyi 

874, 968, 1065 

Watch Tower, The. (Illustrated) Dr. S. E. Forman 642 

737, 843, 931, 1027, 1124 

Nature and Science. (Illustrated) 

"Tommy Tucker" Bess Bruce Cleveland.... 650 

Making Ice in a Red-Hot Crucible William J. Whiting 651 

The Wonderful Tendril 5. Leonard Bastin 652 



vui CONTENTS 

PAGE 

Earthquake Arches S. B 653 

A Puzzling Mystic Maze Robert H. Moulton 654 

Learning to Fly Francis A. Collins 744 

Perfume-making at Grasse 5'. Leonard Bastin 746 

A Strawberry Pyramid C. L. Edholm 748 

The Day Is Growing Longer Edwin Tenney Brewster . . 748 

Raising Goldfish by the Thousand George F. Paul 938 

How Fire Sets Horses Free C. L. Edholm 940 

Plants That Tell the Weather S. Leonard Bastin 940 

A Pure White Muskrat Found R. L. Honcyman 942 

Training an Army Aviator Nicholas Senn Ballon.... 1035 

Giant Leaves S. Leonard Bastin 1036 

A Young Inventor and His Work Robert G. Skerrett 1038 

A New Use for Sphagnum Moss L. S. B 1039 

Houses That Journey By Land and Water R. G. S 1039 

An Ingenious Portable Telephone E. L. G 1135 

The Lure of Civilization Charles Alma Byers 1136 

A School in a Railway Car C. L. E 1138 

School-boys Plan a Concrete Building C. L. Edholm 1138 

Natural Forest Parks Monroe Woolley 1139 

Applied Science and Mechanics for Boys. With diagrams Joseph S. Nezmian 655 

750, 943, 1040 

St. Nicholas League 662, -754, 854, 950, 1044. 

Letter-Box, The.... 670, 765, 862, 958, 1054, 1150 

RiDDLE-Box, The 671, 767, 863, 959, 1055, 1151 

For Very Little Folk: (Illustrated) 

Thankful. Verse A. C. Hoffman 659 

The Alphabet of Street-sights. Verse Melville Chater 660 

"Sometimes When It Rains and Rains." Verse , Ethel Farmer 661 

Secret Languages. Verse - Melville Chater 762 

Our Street. Verse Alix Thorn 764 

Patty and the Pinwheels. Story Abigail Burton 851 

Billy and Boko. Story Nelly Love 947 

The High Cost of Living. Verse Inez Townsend Tribit . . . . 1052 

Pockets. Verse Elizabeth Price 1053 

"The Procession." Verse Harriet P. Spofford 1140 

Peter Pan. Verse Emily Leland 1141 



FRONTISPIECES 



"Youth and Sunshine." Painted by Edward Dufner facing page 579 

The Sea-Bird Flies Home. From a photograph " " 675 

The Great School-Boys' Parade in New York City. From a photograph " " 771 

Grand Canon and Lower Fall of the Yellowstone. From a photograph " " 867 

"Honor Stroked Him Absent-Mindedly, Her Eyes on Her Work." From 

a drawing by C. Clyde Squires " " 963 

"The Magic Pipe." From a painting by Eva Roos " " 1059 



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CONTENTS OF ST. NICHOLAS FOR MAY, 1917. 

Frontispiece. "Youth and Sunshine. " Painted by Edward Dufner. Page 

The Secret. Verse R.F.Jones 578 

The Golden Eagle. Serial Story Allen French 579 

Illustrated by C. M. Relyea. 

"Peter Pan." Verse Elizabeth J. Coatsworth 586 

Illustrations from photographs. 

Herbert C. Hoover: A Citizen of the World. (" Heroes of To-day. ")1 f 

Sketch I Parkman < 

MarieSklodowskaCurie:TheHeroine of Radium. ("HeroinesofService.") [ ] 

Sketch J I 594 

Illustrations from photographs. 

The Adventures of Piang, the Moro Jungle Boy : The Secret of the Lake. 

Story Florence Partello Stuart 600 

Illustrated by Ellsworth Young. 

Understood Betsy. Serial Story Dorothy Canfield 606 

Illustrated by Ada C. Williamson. 

The Boastful Fish. Verse Jack Burroughs 612 

The Little School-ma'am. Picture. Drawn by C. M. Relyea 613 

Day-dreams. Verse Ethel Marjorie Knapp 613 

Camp Life for Boys Ralph Graham 614 

Illustrations from photographs. 

The Hunter. Verse , Grace Purdie Moon 620 

Illustration from photograph. 

The Girl Next Door. Serial Story Augusta Huiell Seaman 621 

Illustrated by Charles Relyea. 

Juvenile Pudding. Verse Alice Crowell Hoffman 627 

Our Undersea Fighters. Sketch . . {^rtP/a'n^C^&i.i^: } • -628 

Illustrations from photographs and diagram. 

"Elinor and Ted." Picture. Painted by Lydia Field Emmet 633 

Under Boy Scout Colors. Serial Story Joseph B. Ames 634 

Illustrated by Walt Louderback. 

Boy Time. Verse Edward N. Teall 641 

The Watch Tower Dr. s. E. Forman 642 

Illustrations from photographs and map. 
Betty in the Springtime. Verse Helen Ward Banks 647 

Illustrated by Mabel Betsy Hill. 

Books and Reading Hildegarde Hawthorne 648 

Nature and Science for Young Folks, illustrated 650 

"Tommy Tucker" (Bess Bruce Cleaveland)— Making Ice in a Red-Hot Crucible 

(Wm. J. Whiting)— The Wonderful Tendril (S. Leonard Bastin)— Earthquake 

Arches (S. B.)— A Puzzling Mystic Maze (Robert H. Moulton). 

Applied Science and Mechanics for Boys, with diagrams J.S.Newman 655 

For Very Little Folk : Verse. 

Thankful A. C. Hoffman 659 

Illustrated by C. Clyde Squires. 

The Alphabet of Street-sights Melville Chater 660 

Illustrated by Ciertrude Kay. 

"Sometimes When It Rains and Rains." Ethel Farmer 661 

Illustrated by Edna Cooke. 
St. Nicholas League. With Awards of Prizes for Stories, Poems, Drawings, 

Photographs, and Puzzles. Illustrated 662 

The Letter-Box 670 

The Riddle-Box 671 

St. Nicholas Stamp Page. Conducted by Samuel R. Simmons Advertising page 48 

The Index for Volume XLIV, November, 1916, to April, 1917, inclusive, has 
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MANUAL 

A TEXT-BOOK FOR FEDERAL TRAINING CAMPS 

With a Foreword by Major-General Leonard Wood 
By Lieutenants O. O. Ellis and E. B. Garey, U.S.A. 

EHIS book, as Major-General Leonard Wood points out, should be in- 
valuable to the boy attending a Junior Federal Training Camp; it should 
also be indispensable to the boy scout. It is absolutely alone in its field. It 
bridges adequately the gap between the highly technical military books and entire 
ignorance of military science. It puts down in print a vast amount of information 
which heretofore a boy has been left to pick up for himself, and which he would 
pick up — if only he had five or six years of service in which to do it. It contains 
all the short cuts used by the regulars in the Army. An especial feature of the 
book is its illustrations: over 150 pictures show side by side the right way and 
the wrong way of doing essential things. Briefly, "The Plattsburg Manual" is — 

(1) A text-book especially designed for work in any Federal training camp. 
Senior or Junior; 

(2) An outline for those who, having already attended a camp, want to review their 
first work and to go on with advanced work; 

("3) A handbook of extraordinary value to every boy scout; 
(4) A revelation to the general reading American of what is absolutely neces- 
sary to make soldiers of even the best material, an exposition of the benefits to 
character and health of military training, and an awakener of clear-eyed patriotism 
based upon a more certain grasp of what confronts America as a nation to-day. 

The authors are both graduates of West Point. They have both seen hard service with 
the regular Army. They have both had several years of experience teaching the elements 
of soldiering to boys in colleges, and last year they were both instructors at Plattsburg. 
"The Plattsburg Manual" guards against a number of mistakes made at all Federal training 
camps. The mistakes were inevitable, and there was no way then to learn except through 
experience; but those attending fiature camps can save themselves from most of these 
mistakes by reading this book before attending a camp and while there. 



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By Rudyard Kipling 

The adventures of Mowgli, the man- 
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By Rudyard Kipling 

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CAPTAINS 
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By Rudyard Kipling 

EHIS is Mr. Kipling's first long 
American story, and perhaps it will 
be his only one in that class. It deals 
with the experiences of the son of a 
Western multi-millionaire. He is a boy 
of only fifteen years, but he has been 
spoiled by a doting and indulgent mother. 
He is swept by a wave from the deck of an Atlantic liner, and is picked up by 
the crew of a fishing vessel on the Grand Banks. The captain of the smack 
is a typical Yankee skipper who ridicules his story of wealth and prominence, 
and forces him to work his way until the cruise is ended. After a false start 
or two the boy faces the situation with true American pluck. His months of 
continual hardship on the little vessel and in the dories, and his association with 
the rugged, sturdy fishermen, develop the latent manliness in his character. 
The book is full of the breezy romance of the sea, and the adventures are stir- 
ring and thrilling. It is the most vivid picture of life on the Grand Banks, with 
its perils and its tragedies, that has ever been drawn. It has one trait noted 
in other books by Mr. Kipling: it appeals with equal force to young and old. 

"Mr. Kipling knows and loves the sea, and no modern English writer has so adequately 
and impressively expressed the sentiment of sea life." — The Outlook. 

"The most vivid and picturesque treatment of New England fishermen that has yet 
been made." — The Atlantic Monthly. 

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MISS MASON'S SCHOOL 

For Little Girls Tarrytown-on-Hudson, N. Y, 

A splendid home for sirls 7 to 14. Wliolesome influences 
and loving pare. Plenty of open-air and healthy outdoor 
.sports keep the girls strong and liealthy. Special gov- 
ernesses live with the cliildren. Tlie children are sepa- 
rate from older girls. For fnrther information and cat- 
alogue, address 

Miss C. E. Mason, LL.M., Lock Box 950 



^The MacDuffie School^ 

FOR GIRLS 
Springfield, Mass. 

Furnishes a liberal and practical education. Full 
household arts course. College certificate privileges. 
Gymnasium. Three acres of playground. Tennis, 
swimming and horseback riding. Careful attention 
to the needs of each girl. 

School of Housecraft 

on plan of English schools, develops efficiency and 
poise in household management. Resident pupils 
in separate house conduct household under trained 
teachers. One year course. 

JOHN MacDUFFIE (Harv.), Mrs. JOHN MacOUFFIE (Radcl.), 

Principals ^ 




TENACRE 



A Country School fof Voting Girls 
from Ten to Fourteen Years of Age 

PREPARATORY to Dana Hall. 
Fourteen miles from Boston. All 
sports and athletics supervised and 
adapted to the age of the pupil. The 
finest instruction, care and influence. 

Miss Helen Temple Cooke 

Dana Hall, "Welleslev, Mass. 



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grsburg 

Academy 

Mercersburg, Pa. 

Aim of the School— A thorough 
I pliysical, mental and moral traiii- 
I ingfor coHcfje or business. 
I Spirit of School — A manly tone 
1 of sclf-reli mce, under Christian 
' masters from the great universities, 
I Pcrsonalattentiongivento eachboy. 

Location— In the country, on the 
I western slope of the famous Cuni- 
j berland A'alley, one of tlie niDst 
1 beautiful and healthful spots of 
America. 

Equipment— Modem and complete. 
Magnificent new Gymnasium. 
Write for catalog^ue and "The Spirit of Mercersburg." 
L WILLIAM MANN IRVINE, LL.D., Headmaster, Box 162 J 



New Jersey, Bordentown-on-the-Delaware. 

Bordentown Military Institute J,'!"7"if,!! 

for college or business. Efficient faculty, small classes, indi\'idual 
attention. Boys taught //^ttc/ to study. Military training. Supervised 
athletics. 33d year. For catalogue, address Rev. T. H. Landon, 
A.M., D.D., Principal. Col. T. D. Landon, Commandant. 

Massachusetts, West Rridgewater. 

Mmnrci r-H <?ominiirv For Girls. 25 miles from Boston. 
rtOWara Jseminary college preparatory and general 
courses. Household Economics. Art. ^^usic, vocal and instrumen- 
tal. Interior decorating. School. dormitory, finegymnasium. Horse- 
backriding, tennis, golf, hockey, basketball. Upperand lower school. 
50 pupils. Live teachers. S600-$700. Mr . and M rs. C. P, Kendall, 
Principals. 



Massachusetts, Wollaston. 

Quincy Mansion School for Girls 

In historic Quincy. Attractive estate, 6 miles from Boston. Ample 
grounds. Outdoor sports. Special and graduate courses. Advan- 
tages in Music, Art, Languages. Certificates for college. 

Mrs. Horace M. Willard, Principal. 

New- York, Ossining-on-Hudson. 

Ossining School for Gms ^.fjJ^ZTy^Z^Zt 

al, Art, Music, and Home Making Courses. Gardening and Horti- 
culture. 5()th year. Modern buildings in a ten-acre park. Separate 
house for younger girls. Year book on request. Clara C. Fuller, 
Principal, Martha J. Naramore, Associate Principal, Box 106. 



Connecticut, Suffield, 15 Main Street. 

SUFFIELD SCHOOL FOR BOYS 

College Preparatory and Business Courses. V/z hours from New 
York City. Modern buildings. Athletics. Department for young 
boys, house mother. Endowment permits rate #5<)(i to $6(Ki. 
C. L. I. Founded 1833. Hobart G. Truesdell, A.M. .Principal. 



Holderness School 



FOR BOYS 



PLYMOUTH, N 





l''ivi- builtiin^s. Twfntv nrrr^ Prf^pftrpg for OolleRc^ nii(l 'rt'cli 
iiical Srhduls. Ranks with thi- liiRlic st trrsrlc srlinnls in Nc-w 
Englnnrt. ynt the tuition is mnrlorntp. Inrtividnfll iiiHnences and 
instnirtion. Miidorn Kymnnsium. Athlntir fii'ld. running track. 
Skating. Inviftorntiiic' winter sports. 3Wh yi-nr. 

Rev. I.ORIN VVF.RSTER. T,. H. D.. Rector. 




i\>f' Founders Hall 



LOOMIS 

An endowed school oi¥ering: progres- 
sive studies preparatory to agricultural, 
business, scientific and academic colleges, 
■with practical work for pupilswho do not 
intend to enter college. The provision of 
one instructor to every ten pupils insures 
individual attention. All pupils share in 
the useful labor of the school. Careful 
attention is given to personal habits, good 
manners and the spirit of hospitality. 
Much of the government of the school is 
in the hands of a Student Council, elected 
entirely by the pupils, and every etfort is 
made to cultivate self-reliance and indi- 
vidual initiative. The near vicinity of 
Hartford affords rare advantages in medi- 
cal attendance and opportunities to hear 
good music. 




Dormitories and Dining Hall 

The school buildings are all new and 
fireproof. Founders Hall, completed in 
191 G, contains chapel with three-manual 
organ, libi-ary, study, laboratories, class- 
rooms, music studio and offices. It has 
indirect electric light, steam heat and 
modern ventilating system. Large, airy 
gymnasium, two athletic fields, hockey 
pond and Farmington river afford facilities 
for all sports. The school farm of one 
hundred acres provides ;i laboratory for 
agricultural work, and milk and cream 
produced under ideal conditions. The 
investment in buildings and grounds is 
upward of $750,000, yet an endowment of 
$2,500,000 permits a rate of $400 a year. 
Several scholarships are available for 
especially deserving pupils. 

N. H. BATCHELDER, A. M. 

Headmaster, Loom is Institute 
Windsor, Conn. 




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FARIBAULT, MINN. 



HAS BEHIND IT THE EXPERIENCE, TRADITIONS, 
AND IDEALS OF FIFTY YEARS 

Is a College Preparatory School with Military Drill and Discipline which have 
received the highest rating of the U. S. War Department. (Honor School.) 

Is a Church School — not run for Profit. Trains boys as a work of service, 
and not as a commercial enterprise. 

In Grounds, Buildings and Athletic Equipment is equalled by but few schools. 

Is a School that appeals to the boy and commands the respect of the parent. 
For full particulars address Box 442. 
Rt. Rev. F. A. McElwain, Rector C. W. Newhall, Headmaster 




AVATi;itl!l m , <<>NN. I I< <l I.SJ5 

Located in one of the most hejuitihil and lu-altiiliil spots in New 
Encland. College Preparatory \vith certificate privileges. Courses 
in Music. PMiie Arts. History. Langiiagefi, Domestic Science, Physical 
Culture and Swimming. School's 5(i. acre farm, " Umberfield," gives 
unusual opportunities for all sports, including tennis, baslietbali. 
skating, snowshoeing, etc. Girls here also put their Domestic 
Science teachings into actual practice. One hour from Hartford or 
New Haven. ,Send for catalog and views. 
MI8S E.«ILY GARDNER MITNKO, A. M., Principal 



Peddle ^ofe^^^J 



Meets the parents' requirement of modem equip- 
ment, high scholastic and moral standards and a 
rational, healthful school life. It secures the en- 
thusiastic co-operation of the boy because of its expert 
faculty leadership, its body of 300 picked students, 
its fine equipment for athletics, high standing in all 
outdoor sports, strong literary and musical clubs and 
general policy of keeping its students busy in worth- 
while ways. 

IJ Peddie Institute is located nine miles from Princeton, midway 
between New York and Philadelphia. Modern school buildings. 
Gymnasium, Swimming Pool, Athletic Field and 60-acre Campus. 
Summer camp. Its certificate is honored by all colleges acceptingcer- 
tificates. Endowment permits moderate r.ates. 52nd year. Catalog. 

R. W. SWETLAND, LL.D.. Headmaster 
Box 5-W, Hightstown, N. J. 



Massachusetts, West Newton. 

THE MISSES ALLEN SCHOOL 

Each girl's personality observed and developed. 
Write for booklet. 



Pennsylvania, Bryn Mawr. 

THE BALDWIN SCHOOL 

A Country School for Girls. 
Elizabeth Forrest Johnson, A.B., Head of School. 



A School 
For Girls 
23 Miles 
from Boston 



Abbot Aeademy 

ANDOVER, MASS. 

Founded 1838 

Campus of 23 acres, with grove, tennis courts and athletic fields 



College Certificate 
Privileges 
General Course 
Household Science 



Situated in a famous New England town, 
laboratories, library, art gallery, audience hall, gymnasium and infirmary 
acter. Long, successful history. Modern spirit and methoda $700. 



Modern buildings containing .studios. 
Established reputation in educational circles for scholarship and char- 
MISSBEKTHA BAILEY, Principal. 



^^^^^ 77th vear 



T T TSTON SEMIN APy 



77th year opens .September, 1917. New $100,000 residence hall, perfect in construction and appointments. 
Each unit of 16 boys under an efficient master. Your boy's personality studied and directed by a large corps of able teachers. All 
the advantages of a high-priced school for moderate terms. Wholesome food. Healthy outdoor life. Intelligent guidance in work 
and play. Scientific and preparatory departments. Six buildings. Gymnasium. Six-acre athletic fields. 

LOWER SOUOOL FOR BOfS from 10 to 14, Separate building. Distinctive management and house mother. Illustrated 
booklet JOSEPH H. SAWVRR. L.H.D.. Princioal, Easthampton, Mass. 



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Sea Pines 

School of Person- 
ality for Girls 



Sea Pines is the Recognized Pioneer School of Personality 

Happy home life: personal atteiilion and care. Students inspired by wholesome and beantilul ideals of effi- 
cient womanhood. The Cape climate is exceptionally favorable for outdoor life. One hundred acres: pine 
groves; looo feet of seashore. Ponies: horseback, riding. Hygiene and morals Dl>served especially for results 
in health, character and initiative. GyT7inastics, Music, Handiwork, Household Arts, French, German and 
Spanish by native teachers. College Preparatory. Cultural, Domestic Science, Secretarial and other courses 
leading- to Personality Diplomas introductory to definite service. All branches of study under experienced 
and enthusiastic instructors. For booklet and further information address 

Rev. Thomas Bickford, A.M., Miss Faith Bicklord. Prins.. P. 0. Box S. Brewster. Cape Cod. Mass. 



Nationjl Park 

SGminai^y-for Girls 

Jarne's^ Amen t,- D^K^Pres't. 




The Higher School for High School Graduates. 
20 minutes from Washington, D. C. Ideal climate, 
65-acre campus, 50 instructors, 30 buildings, division 
of girls into small home and social groups, limited 
classes and specialized instruction. Home economics, 
diploma course. Floriculture. 2 years collegiate work. 
For catalog address 

REGISTRAR, BOX 178, FOREST GLEN, MD. 



Connecticut, Washington. 

RIDGE SCHOOL 

FOR YOUNG BOYS 
A Home and School in the country for very small boys. Wholesome 
outdoor life. Every care. 

Mrs. William Gold Brinsmade. 




THE GATEWAY 

A School for Girls. Three buildings. Athletic 
field. Horseback riding. Domestic Arts. Col- 
lege preparatory, general and special courses. 

Miss ALICE E. REYNOLDS, Principal 
St. Ronan Terrace, New Haven, Conn. 



Massachusetts, Boston. 

MISS GHAMBERLAYNE'S 

School for Girls 
General, special and college preparatory courses. 
Domestic science. Music. Languages— native teachers. 
Out-of-door sports. The Fenway, 28. 



XXri - A Country Home School for Girls 

y y JUALlXxfci from eight to sixteen, fitting for hif;hest-<a'a(le preparatory schools. Tv 
acres, new buildinas, ideal location, liiiih elevation — lialt-wav between Bo 



Hall 



Twenty-six 

acres, new buildings, ideal location, high elevation — lialt way between Boston and 
Worcester, near Longfellow's Wayside Inn. Outdoor sleeping and class rooms, if 
desired. Open-air gymnasium, individual care. Teachers tor all branches. Mis- 
tress of field games. House mother. Family lite emphasized. 

ELKUIDCiE O. WHITING, Anihcrst, Yale ( „ . . , 
LOUISE 1>. WIIITIiNti, Wclk-sk-y J rriiicipalg 

IS CONCOKO UOAU. SOUTH SUWBUliT, MASSACHUSETTS 



If BRADFORD ACADEMY 

FOR YOUNG WOMEN 

BKAUrOEU. UASS. 
114th year 

Thirty m\leB from Boston, in the beautiful Merrimac Valley 
Extensive gruunda and modem equipment. Certificate admiti 
to leading colleges. General course of five years and two years' 
course for High School graduatea Address 

UlM LAURA A. KMOTT, A.M.. Principal. 




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Mrs. Marshall's Scnool for Little Girls 

A home like boardiii- .iml day si h..,,! lor L:irls UEider tifteeii. nrrordiiig 
ail abundance of healthful recreation and fitting pupils lor the lead- 
ing boarding schools of the East. 

IJriareliff Manor Booklet free on regitest New York 



Rhode Island, Providence. 

MOSES BROWN SCHOOL ^J^P^^.^oi: 

college entrance preparation and for success of graduates in college. 
Studio, manual training, athletics, gymnasium, swimming pool. 
Lower School — Special home care and training of younger boys. 
Graded classes. Outdoor sports. Catalog. 

Seth K. Gifford, Ph.D., Principal, Providence, R. I. 



Miss Hall's 

SCHOOL FOR GIRLS 

In the Berkshire Hills, on 
the Holmes Road to Lenox. 
Forty-five acres. One thou- 
sand feet above the sea level. 



Miss MIRA H. HALL, Principal 
Pittsfield, Massachusetts 




The Mitchell Military Boys School 



Billerica, Mass. 

A school that appeals to the young American boy 
and the discriminating parent. Soldiercraft in its 
most attractive form. 100 acres for sport. Play and 
study adapted to each boy. Preparatory to larger 
secondary schools. Wliolesnine, vigorous life in 
a country scliiinl. Tuition $80i). No extras. 
ALEXANDER H. MITCHELL. Principal. Box S 




The Ely Junior School 

Ely Court, Greenwich, Connecticut 

A country school for girls under 15. Horseback riding, 
sltating, tobogganing, tennis and all summer and 
winter sports. 25 acres of playground. Big sleeping 
porch. Preparatory course for secondary schools. 
Music, modeling, drawing, cooking and sewing. Each 
girl's vifork and play planned according to her needs. 
MARY BOIES ELY, Principal 



Massachusetts, Natick, 28 Highland Street. 

WALNUT HILL SCHOOL 

A College Preparatory School for Girls. 17 miles from Boston. 40 
Acres. Skating Pond. Athletic Fields. 5 Buildings. Gymnasium. 

Miss Conant ) o ■ ■ i 
Miss Bigelow S P^ncipals. 



Massachusetis, South Byfield. 

DUMMER ACADEMY 

155th Year 

35 miles from Boston. 330 acres. Athletic field, tennis, hockey, salt 
water sports. New building for boys 9-14. Work and play planned 
for needs of each boy. Catalog. Charles S. Ingham, Ph.D. 



New Jersey, Orange. 

MISS BEARD'S SCHOOL FOR GIRLS 

A country school, 13 miles from New York. College preparatory, 
special courses. Music, Art. Domestic Arts and Science. Supervised 
physical work in gymnasium and field. Catalogon request. Address 

Miss Lucie C. Beard. 



Connecticut, Brookfield Center. 

The Curtis School for Young Boys 

Has grown forty-two years under the same master. Read what 
parents think of the unconscious growth in character in its boys. 

Frederick S. Curtis, Principal. 

Gerald B. Curtis, Assistant Principal. 




WORCESTER ACADEMY 



MIIEI) \>ai 



By MEANS OF AN EFFICIENT FACULTV OF 20 EXPERIENCED MEN, A WELL-NIGH 
COMPLETE MATERIAL EQUIPMENT OF BUILDINGS AND PLAriNG FIELDS. AND 
A DEMOCRATIC SPIRIT CULTIVATED THROUGH NEARLY THREE GENERATIONS. 
WORCESTER ACADEMV REALLY EDUCATES BOYS. Send lor Ihc catalog 

D. W. ABERCROMBIE. LL. D.. Prin. 
Ill Providence St. Worcester, Mass. 



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^ci^ooljs for l3orj3 and (BitljeJ— ContmueD 



LLEN SCHOOL 



f\ FOR BOYS 

J^L Founded 1853. Ten miles from Bos- 
ton. One teacher to six boys. Home life. Ath- 
letics graded to age. Directed play and study. 
Gymnasium, swimming pool, athletic field. Mili- 
tary and Manual training. Our association 
with each boy limits admissions. "A school of dis- 
tinguished alumni." For catalog address 

THOMAS CHALMERS, A.B., D.D., Director 
Box S, West Newton, Mass. 




New- York, Garden City. Healthfully located in beautiful 
T3Qn1'c: QcVinz-il Garden City, Long Island, 18 miles 
OL. l-<iUi 5> OUXlUUi from New York. Buildings com- 
pletely equipped. Gymnasium, swimming pool, fine athletic fields. 
Prepares for any college or scientific school. Competent master at 
the head of each department. A lower school for younger boys. 
For Catalog, address W. R. Marsh, Headmaster, 152 Stewart Ave. 



Massachusetts, Berkshire. 
J^RtrQTAT RflATA school for young girls, in the invigor- 
V^iVi:.OiAi-£>AlV ating climate of the Berkshires. Thirty 
minutes from Pittsfield. 200 acres, 3 buildings. Number of pupils 
limited. Special care given to home training and development of 

Eersonaliiy. Open-air classes. Outdoor sports. For illustrated 
ooklet, address Miss IMargerv Whiting, Principal. 



Unclassified 
Boys! Girls! Speak a Foreign Language! 

I. earn on yourowii talking' machine at home.duriiij^rspare 
moments — French, German, Spanish, Italian — 

easily and quickly. No tiiesoine rules. Just listen to the 
native professor's voice pronounce each word and phrase 
until you know it. Study becomes play by use of the 

LANGUAGE-PHONE METHOD 

And Rosenthars Practical Linguistry 

Send for our free liooklet on Language Study, particulars 
ot free trial and easy payment plan. Our disc records fit 
all talking machines — Columbia, Victor, etc. 
THE LANGUAGE-PHONE METHOD, 979 Pu'n=.m BIdg.. ? W. 45th St.. New York 




MORRIS CANOES 



The result of finest materials, skilled workmanship 
and canoe knowledge. Write for new catalogue. 

B. N. Morris, Inc., 136 State St., Veazie, Me. 




30 Days Free Trial 

and freight prepaid on a new 1917 "RANGER" 
bicycle. Write at once for our big catalog and 
special offers. Take your choice from 44 styles, 
coiora and sizes in the famous ''RANGER*' line. 
Marvelous improvements. Extraordinary values 
in our 1917 price offers. You cannot afford to 
buy without sretting our latest propositions and 
Factory-to- Rider prices. 

Boys, be a "Rider Asent" and make bier 
money taking orders for bicycles and supplies. 
Get our liberal terms on a sample to introduce 
the new "RANGER." 

TIpCC equipment, sundries and everything 
I lllkv in the bicycle line! at half usual 
prices. Write today. A post card will do. 




^Jj^ Q CYCLE COMPANY 



Dept. R-15, Chicago 




Say Fellers I 

Ask For Me 
- When you go 
/ To the Movies 

Cue* <0,ocrd04&. 



Continental TENNIS Special 

To advertise the value of the highest e:rade tennis 
racliets ever manufactured, we offer you our 

Diamond Premier $4^.00 
Tennis Racket with 

An $8.00 raliii; Special at^^ Coupon 
The frame is niadi' urat'asiMiud ash, cliianpiimsllip iimhIi I, 
strung witll best quality blaelt ami white Rut, leiutorceii 
with red gut at top, b(jttom and arouiiil thrimt. J><Hil>ie 
centre stringing. Weights l:i to 14'; ozs. Fully guaranteed 
$1.00 Waterproof Mackintosh Cover for 50c additional 
Other Racket Specials, $1.50 - $2.00 - $2.50 
Allileliviu'y ehnrges prepaid hy us Continental Money 
Back Guarantee with every puretiase. l;anli relereuee, 
U. S. iluitgage & Ti list Co of N. Y. 
Write for Suiiiiuer Sport Sheet 



W/l>>UfS.!^A£is)'./lglilflOfls^:SfiO/m^ 




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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Where Will You Go To Camp This Year? 

VERY St. Nicholas boy and girl who ever attend- The St. Nicholas Camp Editor will be glad to help 

ed a summer camp knows what a fine time every you select the most suitable camp if you will fill out 

one has. These pictures show some of the de- and send him the coupon in the left-hand corner of 

lights of the great outdoors and the different kinds of this page. If you don't like to cut the page, copy the 

good fun awaiting you this summer. coupon and mail it to the Camp Editor. 





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Camp Naskatucket 

Cape Cod 

Seashore Camp and Summer School for Girls 

Buzzards Bay, Fairhaven, Massachusetts, near Marion 
Limited to 35 memberM 

iraiPECIALLY designed balconied building. Poultry. Dairy, Vegetable and 
im Fruit Gardens on Estate. Courses in Home-Making; Painting; Modelling; 
Silversmithy; Lace-Making; Embroidery; Indoor and Outdoor Gardening. Sports 
under competent direction. Golf, Tennis, Horseback Riding, Fencing, Archery, 
Swimming, Motor-Boating, Fishing — all a part of each day's schedule. Daily 
physical supervision deemed important. Estate 150 acres. Members accepted 10 
to 24 years of age. Mature specialist council. Medical staff. Address 

Miss Winifred V. Blanchard, 165 Madison Art., New York City. Telephone Murray Hill 416 

Long distance telephone Mr. P. C Headley. Jr. (See also page lo. March Sr. Nicholas) 

References exchanged Fairhaven, Ma<s. (See also page 19, April St. Nicholas) 



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Campjs for d^frljs— ContmueD 




WYNONA CAMP 



FOR GIRLS 



FAIRLEE, VT. 



A healthy, happy life in the open under advanta- 
geous conditions and home comtorts— electric lights, 
running water, shower baths and rustic sleeping 
bungalows. Camp is ideally situated in pine grove 
facing beautiful mountain lake. Enjoyable camp 
activities — canoeing, swimming, golf, tennis, moun- 
tain hikes, horseback riding. For recreation — music, 
dancing. All under efficient supervision. Arts and 
crafts work. Tutoring. Rate $250 for the season. 
References required. When your girl returns, her 
eyes sparkling with health and happiness, she will 
have accomplished something worth while. 

For catalog and views write 

THE DIRECTOR 271 Summer St. 

FITCHBURG, MASS. 




New- York, Lake Keuka. 

CAMP AREY FOR GIRLS 

Complete equipment for health, safety, happiness. 
Limited enrollment. Illustrated booklet. 

Mrs. a. C. Fontaine, Roslyn, L. L 



New Hampshire, Portsmouth. 

CAMP BEAU RIVAGE 

French Camp for Girls 
Tutoring, music, all sports, including swimmingr. canoeing, golf, 
tennis, horseback riding. French counsellors. Address 

Miss Wimberly, Sec, 57 East 74tli Street, New York City. 



EGGEMOGGIN CAMP 



FOR GIRLS 



BATH, MAINE 



Woods and SEASHORE combined. Tennis, basket-ball, base- 
ball, basketry, theatricals, dancing, and all the pleasures of 
salt water boating, bathing and fishing. Tutoring. 

IVrite /or illustrated booklet. 
Principal and Mrs. Edward L. Montgomery, Natick, Mass. 





Good food. 
Good friends. 
Good fun. 



Good sailing. 
Good swimming. 
Good sports- 
Good salt sea air. 

QUANSET 2;„^f-<ai 

Commonwealth Are. , Newton Center, Mas*. 



Massachusetts, Orleans, Cape Cod. 

Mrs. Norman White's Camp for Girls 

A Seaside Camp in the pines. All pleasures of life by the sea. Out- 
door sleeping in well-protected Cabins. Limited to 35 girls, from 
8 to 16. 1/Ong distance Phone. Booklet. 

Address Mrs. Norman White, 424 West 119th St., N. Y. 




Camp Wabunaki — in Maine 

A camp for girls from 11 to 18 years of age 

Limited to 28 girls. Opening for eighth season June 28 
For illustrated booklet address 

MISS AMY DUNLAP 
The Packer Collegiate Institate, 170 Joral emon St., Brooklyn* N. Y. 



New Hampshire, Stinson Lake. 

GAMP EAGLE POINT 

(Founded 1905) 

A mountain camp for girls. Saddle horses free, water sports, 
athletics; $175 season. . Send for booklet. 

Virginia Spencer, Ph.D., Sec'y, 21S Madison Ave., New York. 




The fun and free- 
dom ofcampllfe, 
combined with 
high ideals and 
good influences. 
Camp-fires, gypsy trips, arts, 
crafts. National Red Cross 



^/ACAWTDIMJIELSV^ 
V^-camiD-MHNC— 



Life Saving 
Course, and all 
camp sports. 
Each camper 
given close per- 
sonal care. Experienced coun- 
cilors. For booklet address: 



Miss Mary North, 147 Park St., Montelair, N. J. 
or Miss Miriha L. Hamburgh, Lenoi Hill Seltlemenl. 51 1 Eail Mlb St., New fork Cily 



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CampjS for (Biirljs— ContmueD 




The Tela-Wauket Camps 

FOR GIRLS ROXBURY, VERMONT 

Senioi;.s, 14-20, Juniors, 10-14. 200 acres of wooded mountain-side and meadows in the very heart of the Green Mountains. 
Private pond tor water sports. Athletic fields. Clay tennis courts. Campingtripscondupted liy experienced guides and 
counselors. Days of exploring, meals cooked overthecampfires. Evenings spent, around the big bonfire, until its fading 
lightmarks thetimotorollupinonrldanketsfor a night under thestars. Dailyhorsebackridingovermountain roads and 
trails. No charge for horses or instruction. Rustic sleeping bungalows. Assembly hall for dancing, music and games round 
the big fireplace. Screened dining porches. Enthusiastic counselors. All counselor positions filled. lUustratedbooklet. 

MR. & MRS. C. A. ROYS, lO Bowdoin Street, Cambridge, Mass. 




Wisconsin, Lake Winnebago. 

Corr>r\ OHrrviT^i ci A High Grade Camp for Girls. 
K^dinp t^iyrnpia situated on the north shore of 
Lake Winnebagro Offers a sumrser of sane, vvholeso-me 
living, which affords physical, mental, and moral devel- 
opment. For illustrated booklet, address 
MissRuthE. Patterson, Woodruff PL, Indianapolis, Ind. 



New Hampshire Enfield, Rockland Park. 

WENONA-ON-MASCOMA 

Eastern Si ah Caimp for Girls 
For circulars please address 
The Director, Mrs. Blanche Cate French (Past) D.D.Cr.M. 




Connecticut, Guilford, Pipe Bay. 

Monnnr>!atiit Seashore Camp for Girls. 
eilUriCaiUK ^^^^^ beautiful wood- 
land by the ocean. All water and land sports. 
May to November. Catalogue. 
Mrs. Theodora Ames Hooker, 

High School, Saugus, Mass. 



Vermont, Lake Fairlee. 

WYODA 

The Ideal Home Camp for Young Girls 
Personal care under supervision of Camp Mother 
All land and water sports, handicraft— dancing. Booklet. Mr. and 
Mrs, Harvey Newcomer, Lowerre Summu Park, Yonkers, N. Y, 




A camp for 
girls on the tip 
of Cape Cod. 
All the fun oi 
life in and on 
the roaring At- 
antic. Wood 
ore, arts and 
crafts, scouting, 
camp crafts. 

CAMP CHEQUESSET 

All field sports. Aquaplaning, sailing, motor boating, 
swimming, fishing. Bungalows and tents. Each girl 
always in the care of an expert. Season $150. 

IF rite for illustrated booklet. 
ALICE HAMILTON BELDING, A. B.. R. & M. 
Women's College, Lynchburg, Va. 




Camp Kenjocketee 



For Girls. 



'Beyond the Multitude" 



In the wooded hills of Vermont. Tennis, basketball, 
swimming, canoeing, horseback riding-. Bungalows. 
Junior and Senior departments. Address Mr. and Mrs. 
James W. Tyson. Jr., Malvern, Pa., until June 15th and 
then South Strafford, Vt., or 

Miss E. F. Stringer, Hingham, Mass. 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



CampjS for (0irl3S— ContinueU 




SEB AGO-WOHELO — on Sebago Lake, South Casco, Maine 

Three camps— Girls (12-18\ (7-12); Boys (6-10). The most ming', diving-, boating, canoeing, rowing, motor boating, 

patriotic preparation for service for girls in peace or horseback riding, tennis, gardening, dancing, etc., 

war-time is vigorous health. This is the paramount trips to the ocean and mountains ai-e all subservi- 

object of camp life under the direction of Dr. and ent to this idea. Send for our splendid illustrated 

Mrs. Luther Halsey Gulick. Graded walking trips, swim- booklet. 

Mrs. CHARLOTTE V. GULICK, Director, South Casco, Maine 



Connecticut, Bantam Lake. 

CHINQUEKA CAMP FOR GIRLS 

Among Litchfield Hills. ( Berkshire range.) 

Altitude 1000 feet. Limited membership. Best home influences. 
Cottage, lodge, board floor tents. Outdoor life, water sports. 
Tennis, games, tramping, crafts. Health and safety considered first. 
Booklet. 

David Layton, 669 Dawson Street, New York City. 



PENOBSCOT CAMP 

For Girls 




Penobscot Bay, Maine 

Health and safety our 
first consideration. Folk 
and social dancing, 
swimming, boating, bas- 
ketball, tennis, etc All 
field and water sports 
under supervision of 
Physical Director. Music 
and Languages if de- 
sired. Experienced 
Councillors. 

For booklet address 
Mrs. W. C. Thompson, 
153 W. 73d St , N. Y City 



Wisconsin, Three Lakes. 

Camp Idyle Wyld for Girls '^oni.%Z"l 

ft. above sea level; on a chain of 27 internavigable lakes; K mile 
ol sandy beach; healthful as Colorado. All regular camp activities 
and some extras. Expert counsellors, instructors, and guides. Let 
our bookltttell the rest. Mrs. L. A. Bishop. 



CAMP COWASSET ^"''"'.^fL""'"'''' 



Mass. 

On Buzzards Bay. Cape Cod, Mass. 

Seashore Camp for Girls 

canoeing, swiniining and wattT 
Horseback riding, tennis, baskct- 
Ijiill. tield coiiti-sts. Seniors and 
Juniors. Good fond, good fun and 
guud rare. Address 

Miss BEATRICE A. HUNT 
Church St.. Marlboro. Mass. 




Kentucky. 

TRAIL'S END CAMP 

FOR GIRLS 

Fifth season. 250acres overlooking the Kentucky River. Bungalow 
and iloored tents in cedar grove. Sandy bathing beach. F.xperi- 
enced councilors teach swimming, boating, horseback riding, tennis, 
handicrafts, etc. Best of food and care. Two weeks in the moun- 
tains. Trip through Mammoth Cave. 

Send for booklet, 
Misb Mary DeWitt Snyder 
363 S. Broadway, Lexington, Ky. 



WINNETASKA 



A Summer Camp for Girls 
Squam Lake^ N. H. 




The Camp is situnteil in the beautuul in.iuni.iin .imi I, etc rt;.i.iii ul : 
H.imp>;hire, the location affording many interesting' walkini; trips. 
Limited to thirty-six girls, thus preserving the personal bond between 
the Girls, the Council, and the Directors. 

Splendid swimming and canoeing; hasket-ball, tennis, nature study, 
handicrafts (itencilhnsr. desisrning. sketchin.sr, basketry), andcampcraft. 
rie.isurable entertainments for the evenings (dancing, playlets, sing, 
iiig around the camjifire) 

The WINNETASKA booklet will tell you all about it, and show you 
what fine timec WINNETASKA ffirls have. 

Dr. and Mrs. John B. May, Cohasset, Mass. 



Vermont, Northfield. 



Among the cool 



Camp Wuttaunoh for Girls „ouT,-tains of 

Vermont. Horses, handicrafts, swimming, tennis, nature study, 
social games, all under the most careful supervision. #150 for the 
months of July and August. No extras. Booklet. Accommoda- 
tions provided for parents. Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Shaw. 



New Hami'Shire, Bennington. 

THE TALL PINES 

A Small Summer Camp for Girl.s 
Homelike atmosphere. Send for booklet. 
Miss Evelina Reaveley 
12 Beacon Street, Gloucester, Mass. 
or 

Mr. John Reaveley 
Clarion State Normal School, Clarion, Penn. 



Minnesota, Cass Lake, Star Island. 

KAWAJIWIN 

A camp for girls among the Minnesota pines. 
.All land and water sports. Season, June 16 to September 1. 
Miss W;nnifred .Schureman 
1780 Lyndale Avenue South, Mmneapolis, Mmnesota 



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CantpjcJ for (Birl^— ContmueD 



Camp Winnahkee on Coates Island, Lake Champlain, Vt. 




Do you want to spend a summer in the pine woods, un- 
der the most ideal conditions? At a camp where no 
stone is left unturned to make girls have a wonderful 
vacation ? Winnahkee is such a camp. 

All the sports and pleasurable activities you can think 
of. Are you fond of handiwork ? Interested in botany ? 
Like to dance, canoe, play tennis, swim, ride horseback, 
play basketball, "gypsy" through the woods ? You can 



do all these things and many more at Winnahkee. And 
helping and guiding you all the way, there are the splen- 
did councilors who are playmates as well as instructors. 
There will be the nicest group of girls at Winnahkee, 
too, for only campers with the very best references may 
come. The cost is only $200 for the season, including fares 
and necessary expenses. There's a booklet that describes 
this Camp in a most interesting way. Send for it today. 



WM. H. BROWN, President Berkeley-Irving School, 31 1 West ssrd street. New York 




Gamp Winneshewauka 

LUNENBURG. VERMONT FOR GIRLS 

In White Mountain region. Mile of lake shore. Free horse- 
back riding, water and field sports, handicrafts, music and 
dancing underexpert instructors. Sponson and war canoes. 
.Screened bungalows. Spring water. Perfect sanitation. 
Best of everything for the best girls. Booklet, 
KARL 0. BALCH. Resident Mgr., Dept. S, Lunenbura, Vt. 



Michigan, Burt Lake. 

PTMPW^nOT^ r'AMP offers to girls from 10 to 20 
t^llVCVVUUlJ ^...AlVll-' y^j^j of gjght weeks of 
healthful outdoor life under careful supervision. All land and water 
sports, including horseback riding and bowling. .Special attention 
paid to food and sanitation. For booklet, address 

Miss Gertrude Tuttle, The Cambridge, Indianapolis. Ind. 



Maine, Belgrade Lakes. 

CAMP RUNOIA FOR GIRLS 

ELEVENTH SEASON 

Eighty acres, one mile lake shore. Land and water sports. Horse- 
back riding. Tutoring. Experienced counselors. Booklet. 
Miss Pond and Miss Weiser, Prospect Hill School, 

324 Mt. Prospect Ave., Newark, N. J. 

North Carolina, Lake Junaluska. 

CAMP JUNALUSKA 

FiNE,ST Camp in the South for Girls 
In the "Land of the Sky," Three divisions. All land and water 
sports under careful supervision. Write for booklet. 

Miss Ethel J. McCoy, 169 Charlotte St., Asheville, N. C. 




Aloha 

Camps for Girls 

Locations: South Fairlee, Vt., Fairlee, 
Vt.. and Pike. N. H. 

3 distinct camps — ages, 7-13, I3'i7. 17-23. 

Fun, I'^rolic, Friendships. 

Swiiniiiing^, canoeing, horseback riding, 
tennis, basketball, baseball. Handicratis. 
Dramatics. Music. 

Character development, cultivation of 
personality and community spirit. Vigi. 
lance for health and safety. 

12 years of camp life, icoo girls have been 
in camp and not a single serious accident. 
Mr. and Mrs. Gulick's personal supervision. 
Splendid equipment. Regular season July 
and August. Long season, June 15th to 
Sept. 20th. 64-page illustrated booklet. All 
councilor positions filled. 

Mrs. E. L. Gulick. 235 Lake Road. 
Fairlee, Vermont 



Sargent Camps Girls 




PETERBORO. N. H. Dr. D. A. SARGENT, President 

Two camps. Seniors, 14 to 24; Juniors, 8-13 

The place for your summer's outing, where you will find the 
thingsyou hke best. All Field and Water Sports. Horseback 
K.ding and Dnving, Arts and Crafts, Vature Studv, Dra- 
matics, .Singmg and Dancing Canoeing and camping on 
picturesque lakes. Monadnock and other mountain trips. 
Water pageant. Twilight singing on the lake. Safety and 
neaith our first consideration. In spite of greater expense 
our rates are not increased. For illustrated booklet address ♦ 

The Secretary, 10 Everett Street, Cambridge, Mass. \ 



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Campjs for (lD!irlj3— ContmueD 



SILVER LAKE CAMP 



A Camp 
in the 

Adiron- 
dacks 



A limited number of girls of the best type given close per- 
sonal care and interest. All camp sports — interesting trips — 
self-government. SleepingonestoryaAot'eground. Graduate 
nurse. Junior Camp for Younger Girls. For booklet address 

The Director of Silver Lake Camp, The Harbor View 
62 Montague St., Apt. 26, Brooklyn, N.Y. Tel. 204S Main 

or 

The Packer Collegiate Institute 
170 Joralemon Street Brooklyn, N. Y. 





WYONEGONIC CAMPS FOR GIRLS 



MOOSE POND 



SIXTEENTH SEASON 



Three separate Camps (ages 8 to Real camp life on a big 

lake anfl in the hig woods. 



Wyonegonic 
stands fo 



r Careful organization and supervision, 
nic ) Happy and healthful outdoor life, 
r: ) Regulated sports on land and water, 
t. Reverence, service, self-reliance. 



Fof iilustrated booklet, address 

Mr. and Mrs. C. E. COBB, Denmark, Maine 



North Carolina, Brevard. 



YO M TT TT "V O A Camp for Girls. 
U n rL. H, I Waterfalls.' 



"In the Land of 
Mountain tramping, swim- 
ming, folk, asthetic, and interpretive dancing, tennis, volley ball, 
quoits, horseback riding, dramatics. Careful individual supervision 
of girls. For booklet, address Edith C. Haight. Business Manager, 
State Normal College, Greensboro, N. C. 




Gamp Rosalind 

FOR GIRLS 

In southern New Hampshire, near 
Mt. Monadnock. 400 acres for life 
in the open. 1600 feet above the 
sea. Crisp, bracing air. Swimming, 
canoeing, land and water sports. 
Mountain climbing. Campcraft and 
woodcraft. Design, jewelry, metal 
work and other handicrafts. Folk 
and aesthetic dancing. Dalcroze 
Eurythraics. Beautiful costuming. 
Plays, pantomime, masks, and fire 
festivals. Chamber music daily by 
musicians in residence. Every phase 
of camp life under direction of pro- 
fessionals. Write for information. 

Mr. and Mrs. H. W. Rolfe, 

Cheshara, N. H. 




Gamp Teconnet for Girls 

On Our Own Island, China Lake, Me. 

Dining hall, assembly house, tents. Swimming, 
canoeing, motor -boating, land and water sports. 
Crafts and dramatic projects. Personally directed by 
Mr. Charles F. Towne (Assistant Superintendent of 
Schools) and Mrs. Towne. Address 

16 Eames Street, Providence, R. I. 



Wisconsin, Green Lake. 

SANDSTONE CAMP 

All water sports. Tennis, basket-ball, riding, archery. 
Arts and crafts, music, dancing, dramatics, tutoring. 
Sixth season. 

Miss Esther G. Cochrane 
Elmhurst School, Connersville, Ind. 



CAMP EDEN 




An Ideal Summer Camp on Long Lake Eighth Season 

All Camp Sports. Hikes and canoe trips a specialty. 
Girls M-ig. Older girls and mothers welcome. All con- 
ditions for a comfortable, happy summer. Limited num- 
ber. Moderate rates. For further information, address 

MARIE C. ECKES, 
72 Lincoln Street, Jersey City, N. J. 



CAMP ACADIA gSl"s 

LaKe WinnipesauKee, New Hampshire 




Ninth Season. 8 to i6 year- di aL;e. All out- 
door sports, under care of experienced coun- 
cilors. For illustrated booklet, address 

Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Quimby, Lakeport, N. H. 



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CampjS for (Bitljei— Continued 



Personality 
Camp for Girls 



SEA PINES 

BREWSTER. MASS. CAPE COD BAY 

On the lOO acre estate of the Sea Pines Personality 
School. 1000 feet of shore front. Abundance of resi- 
nous pines. Attractive bungalow ; cabins and tents. 
Breezy new dining pavilion overlooking the sea. 
Safe boating and swimming. Sports. Horseback rid- 
ing. Esthetic dancing. Handicrafts. Corrective gym- 
nastics. Experienced Sea Pines Teachers. Tutoring if 
desired. Excellent advantages in Art and Music. 
Special attention given to physical and mental hy- 

fiene. Six weeks of wholesome and ennobling out- 
oor life. $125 for six weeks. Special arrangements 
for longer season. Address 

Miss FAITH BICKFORD 
THOMAS BICKFORD, A.M., Brewster, Mass.. Box S 







New York, Adirondacks. 

Camp Mesacosa for Girls Tak^aiilindS^er 

sports; horseback riding, nature study, handicraft, careful supervision 
of all forms of exercise; resident physician; a healthful, happy, safe 
summer for girls. Address Miss Laura Sanford, Dept. of Phy- 
sical Education, Teachers College, Columbia University, N. Y. 

New Hampshire, Francestown. 

CAMP FAIRWEATHER 

FOR GIRLS 



Clear water lake 

Sandy beach 

Pine groves 

Land and water sports 

Horseback riding 

Illustrated booklet 



Mountain climbing 
Folk and social dancing 
Best of food 
Pure water 
Careful sanitation 
References 6th Season 

Matilda D. Fairweather 

Box 707, New Haven, Conn. 



Maine, Belgrade Lakes. 

CAMP ABENA FOR GIRLS 

ILLUSTRATED BOOKLET. 11th SEASON. 
Miss HoRTENSE Hersom, Sidwells' Friends School 
Washington, D. C. 
After June 10th Belgrade Lakes, Me. 
Pennsylvania, Pocono Mountains, Lake Arthur. 

ONEK-A THE PENNSYLVANIA 

CAMPS FOR GIRLS 

Elevation 2000 ft. Bungalows and tents on lake shore. All field 
and water sports, horses, etc. Trained nurse. Junior and Senior 
camps. Booklei on request. Under the personal supervision of 
Mr. and Mrs. E. W. Sipple,350 W. Duval St., Germantown, Phila 




PINE KNOLL CAMP 

CONWAY, NEW HAMPSHIRE 

means the happiest summer in a girl's life. 
Heart of White Mountains. Most beautiful 
spot in New England. On picturesque, se- 
cluded lona Lake. Full camp programme. 
Wonderful equipment. Illustrated booklet. 

MRS. FRANCES H. WHITE, 39 Breed Street, Lynn, Mass. 



New- York, Schroon Lake, Adirondack Mts. 

C^^TnT^ P'fiHcir for" Ciirlc Ideally located. 8th season, 
amp (.^eaar lOr tjiriSs seniors and juniors. Ref. 
req. Experienced councilors. "Wonderful fun," swimming, canoes, 
tennis, dramatics, hikes. Exc. to Lake George. Personal care given 
Juniors. No studies. "Real recreation." Illustrated booklet. 

Miss Fox, 4048 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 




THE HANOUM CAMPS 

THETFORD, VERMONT 

Between the White and Green Mountains. Hill Camp for girls 
under i6 — Lake Camp over i6. Coine gypsy through the mountains, 
ride horseback, swim, canoe on lake and river, design gowns, jewelry, 
baskets, leather articles and pottery, cook by the campfire, dance and 
sing with us next summer. Our girls go home strong in body, men- 
tally alert and inspired with highest ideals. For illustrations and 
booklet address 

PROFESSOR and MRS. C. H. FARNSWORTH. Teachers College, 
Columbia University, New York City 



Vermont, Fairlee, Lake Morey. 

HOKOMOKO 

CAMP FOR GIRLS 
Swimming, canoeing, tennis, basket-ball, field hockey, horseback 
riding, dancing, mountain climbing, picnics, auto trips, hiking. Good 
fun every minute. Booklet. Mrs. David S. Conant, Bradford, Vt. 



Two Good Things from SCHWARZ'S New Catalog 
of Summer and 
Sport Goods 




This brand-new catalog describes dozens of unusual 
things for boys and girls. " Schwarz's " is known from 
coast to coast for the high quality of its goods, but 
many people do not know that in addition to being 
America's greatest toy store, Schwarz's is headquarters 
for sporting goods, camp supplies and sport clothes for 
young people. This new catalog, describing everything 
fully, will be sent to St. Nicholas subscribers on request. 
HIKE COOKING OUTFIT 

No. IS. A practical outfit much in demand for day trips. Weighsonly 
IVi pounds. When nested, kit packs in a khaki bag4 inches deep and 
7 mches wide. Frying pan, stew pan, covered pot, cup, fork, knife, 
spoon and khaki bag with strap .... $2.00 
Ao. as. Same as above, without knife. Utensils made of aluminum. $8.76 

808 FIFTH AVE. 
NEW YORK CITY 




When WritiiK McDtion St. Nicholu F. A. O. SCHWARZ 



CANTEEN 

No. 2B, " Scout " dark sage 
colored canvas covered bottle. 
I pint. - $1.00 

McO. Dark green coloredcanvas 
cover with snaps, i quart. 



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Here's the Dandy Camp! 

Boys, if you have never been in the 
heart of the Maine woods, y 
have a wonderful experience 
awaitingryou. On the shores 
of beautiful Lake Cobbos- 
seecontee, under the fra- 
grant pines, is thebest 
equipped, healthv 
est and most pop' 
ular Summer 
Camp in 



ISth Season 



Here you enjoy ev- 
ery healthful outdoor 
sport to your heart's con- 
Amer- ^^^^^^^^^^ tent, with leading; collegre ath. 
ica. .^^^f^^k^^^r letes as councillors. Ideal boat- 
ing: and swimming, canoe trips, 
scouting trips into the forest, tennis, 
baseball, basketball, everything for your 
happiness and health, all with refined sur- 
roundings. Write for our in teresting booklet— free. 
R.LMARSANS. Director. Shandaken Institute, Stiandaken, N.Y. 

H. R. MOONEY, Advisory Director 



CAMP WILDMERE 

IN THE MAINE WOODS 

Sebago I^ake region. Has an 'unexcelled equip- 
ment. Campers have choice of either tents or bunga- 
lows. Motor boats, motor car, 
fine buildings. Cooks who "know 
how." Trips to Mount Wash- 
ington and Poland Spring. Our 
best recommendations are Wild- 
mere boys and their parents. Our 
aim: To enrich and strengthen 
the life of each boy. Booklet 
showing real camp life sent on 
request. 

' 'Ask our old boys." 
IRVI\G C. WOODMAN, Box 79, Station L, Brooklyn. N. Y. 





^Tj[y§^ Summer Schools 

^^^^^^mf^ Naval Cavalry Woodcraft 

What are you going to do for your vacation this summer? Don't waste it; you 
have only a few long vacations left before you are a man and have to work the 
year round. Go to the Culver Woodcraft School and scout under that crack scout- 
master, Dillon Wallace, the author and Labrador explorer, and his assistants. 
That's a treat to fight for — such a summer. All the scout activities and a lake for 

swimming, besides. If you're 14 years old, you can attend the Naval or Cavalry School instead. 
Ask your father to write today for a catalog of whichever school you think you would like best. 
Board and tuition, $165 (Cavalry, $200). Uniform and equipment, $30.63 to $53-48. Address 

CATALOGUE BUREAU. CULVER. IND. (On Lake Maxinkackee) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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Campjs for lao^js— ContmueD 




What is your idea of an ideal camp ? Isn't it one where you can go in 
for all boys' sports in the company of a group of regular fellows, and get all 
the fun and adventure that a summer in the open offers? You can do this at 

24th Year CAMP CH AMPLAIN For Boys 

ON MAIvIvETTS BAY LAKB CHAMPI.AIN, N. Y. 

Of course, you'll swim, canoe, 
play baseball, tennis, tramp, ex- 
plore, and ride horseback to 
your heart's content. There are 
excursions and overnight trips 
to nearand far-off places ;mount- 
ainclimbs andtrampswhereyou 
will experience the mysteriesand 
joys of outdoor life— pitching 
tents, building camp-fires, cook- 
ing meals, etc. Season $175. 

The story of C/iainplain is iold in an, illiistr'ated booklet 

Jtddress W. H. BR.OWN, President BerReley-Irving ScHool 

311 West 83ra Street, New YorK 



For many years the director of 
Champlain has been making 
campers happy — and so he 
knows what boys want in a 
summer camp and how to give 
it to them. For example, you'll 
find as councilors college men 
of the highest character, who 
not only enter whole-heart- 
edly into every sport, but are 
friends and advisers as well. 





CAMPWINNEPE 

IN THE BIG NORTH WOODS 
OF WISCONSIN. COUNTRY OF A 
THOUSAND LAKES. 7TH YEAR 



A SUMMER CAMP FOR BOYS AT EAGLE RIVER. WISCONSIN. AN IDEAL 

country forcanoe trips.camping, exploring and fishing. Fine athletic field andtennis courts. 
New buildings and first class equipment. Tents with raised wooden floors. Junior and senior 
divisions. Branch camp in wild country. One efficient councilor for every five boys. In- 
dividual attention. Fresh food and vegetables daily from camp farm. Illustrated booklet. 
Address 5573 Delmar Blvd.. St. Louis, Mo., or 5602 Washington Court, St. Louis 



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Campus for 'BotJJ— ConttnueD 




"r/ie Purple Slipper" 
Speed 20 miles an hour 
35}^ feet long. So H P motor 



CAMP IDLEWILD 



FIRST THINGS 

Development of character 
Cultivation of good manners. 
Idealizing of purity of mind and body. 
Vigilance for safety. 



tl'utrr Baseball 
Where boys swim to bases instead oft 
This game is peculiar to Camp Idleu 

Lake Winnepesaukee, N. H. 

26th YEAR 

EXPERIENCE COUNTS 

Twenty-flve years of camp life. 
Over fifteen hundred boys in camp. 
Not a single serious accident. 

Mr. Dick's personal supervision for twenty-flve yeai . 




Seven miles of lake shore. Fleets of canoes and motorboats. Big new speed boat. 



Your boy deserves the best. Idlewild provides it. 
32-page Illustrated Descriptive Booklet on request. Address 



JOHN M. DICK, B.D. 
358 Exchange Building 





Windsor Mountain Camps 



FOR BOYS 



HILLSBORO, N. H. 



July and August, also fall and winter. 1570 acres with two lakes and Mt Windsor — 
2000 feet. Permanent kiosks, water-power mill, electric lights. Machine and hand- 
crafts. All field and water sports, overnight hikes, log-cabin making, scouting, large 
playhouse for rainy days. Preparedness and play with safety our aim. For illustrated 
booklet address the Manager. 48 Boylston St., Boston. 

DIRECTORS 

Pliys. Direi tor Tufts College 
Mgr. of Athletics Boston A. A- 
Physical Director Boston Athletic Association 
Phys. Director Boston Y. M. C. Uuion 
College Physician^ Kutgers 
Director Fellowship House, Walthara 



Pres , L E Bornett, M. D., 
Treas., G. V. Bkown, 

Secy., C. EUERHABD, 

Manager, O. L. Hkbbkrt, 
Physician, C. B Lewis, M. D 
Besident, H. B Skieel, 



H. H Baldwin, Membership Secy Y. M C U. Gym. 



Camp^achusett: 

FOR BOVS 




Lake Asquam, HolderneBS, H. H 
15th season. 7 buildingrs. 
Boating, fishing, canoe- 
ing, swimming. Athletics 
planned according to 
physical ability of each 
boy. No tents FiSHER 
huts. Music, games and 
a good time every night. 
Camp contests. Tutoring 
if desired. References. 
Write for booklet. 

EEV LORIN WEBSTER. L H D 
HolderneBS School, 

Plymoutli, N. H. 



G 



Maine, Bridgrlon, on Long Lake 

CAMP SOKOKIS FOR BOYS 

Directors and patrons will tell you frankly about it. 
It means much to place YOUR SON in the right 
atmosphere for his long summer. Booklet A, 1609 
Nottingham Road, Brooklyn, N. Y. 



Michigan, Onekama. 

CAMP TOSEBO 

Under the management of Todd Seminary for Boys, Wood- 
stock, III. 20 acres. Fishing, hiking, boating, swimming. Won- 
derland of woods and water. Unusual equipment. Reasonable 
rates. Overnight boat ride (direct) from Chicago. 



Noble Hill, Woodstock, 111. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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Campjs for lao^js— ConttnueD 




On Lake Champlain 

REPTON NAVAL CAMP 

FOR BOYS UNDER 17 
Man-o'-war Drills, Seamanship, 
Signaling — just the life to 
appeal to the live American boy. 

i\ I REPTON JUNIOR CAMP 

_J|m-l| FOR BOYS 8-12 

jaiHj 'W^ Outdoor Camp Life, Nature 
'/Hik Study, all Sports. Thoroughly 
organized and supervised' 
Write for booklets. 
O. C. ROACH, headmaster, Repton School, 
Box E-ioo, Tarrytowii-on-Hudson, N. Y. 




New-York, Adirondack Mountains, Long Lake. 

GAMP BEACON 

Gentleman's private estate. Five tliousand acres. Superior camp 
for refined boys. Send for handsome booklet. References required. 
L. C. Woodruff, Headmaster, 107 West 76th Street, Suite IS, N. Y. 



Camp Katahdin 



Maine, nea 
the White 
Mountains 




For Boys 17tli Season 

Fishing and all sports 
of real camp life. Play- 
ing and athletic fields. 
Horseback riding under 
direction of a West 
Pointer. Mountain trips. 
Water sports. Games. 
Log cabin and tents. 
Safety, health and a good 
time. 

George E. Pike, B.S., 

Ralph K. Bearce. A.M. 

Powder Point Scliool, 

Duxbury, Mass 



New Hampshire, Jackson. 

THORN MT. TUTORING SCHOOL 

AND CAMP FOR BOYS 
Altitude 1600 ft. Big log cabin. All outdoor sports. Mountain 
climbing, woodcraft and tutoring. A unique combination of play 
and study. G. A. Bushee, A.B.,B.D., Director, South Byfield, Mass. 



WALDHEIM 




^ A Vermont Camp for 
Boys. All land and 
vj^ater sports. Tramp- 
ing, horseback rid- 
ing, manual training. 
Uniqueopportunities 
for learning modern 
languages. Refer- 
ences exchanged. 
For booklet, address 

Otto P. Schinnerer 

Furnald Hall 
Columbia University 
New York City 




Real riding instructimi wider West Point Army Men 



Kineo 
Camps 



for 
Boys 



Harrison, Maine 

Three camps — ages, 8-15. Efficient training, 
all sports. Horseback riding, Kineo Scouts, 
and Mt. Washington camp under West Point 
Army Men. Mature, safe super\'ision. Dry, 
airy bungalows. No tents. A $20,000 equip- 
ment. Carefully safeguarded water sports. 
Trips, "real camping." Three branch camps 
for trips: (1) Mt. Washington; (2) Norway 
Lake Farm; (3) on Maine Coast. 

Illustrated iO-page hooMet. 

IRVING N. McCOLL 

HOTEL McALPIN NEW YORK CITY 



New- York, Woodland. 
C^mrt "WalrA Rnhin Younger boys exclusively. 
*^amp YVaK.e r\UUlU Thirteenth season. Make your 
boy happy, strong, self-reliant through an out-of-door life, including 
woodcraft, nature study, manual training:, all sports, and swimming. 
Safety secured by supervision and modern sanitation. Write for 
booklet and full information. Tel. Bergen 4888. 

Mr. H. N. Little, Lincoln High School, Jersey City, New Jersey. 

Maine, Oxford. 

GAMP OXFORD 

"A healthful, happy, helpful summer place for hoys."~Bisfiop Ed- 
win H. Hughes. Land and water sports of every kind. A Camp 
where good-fellowship is manufactured and maintained. Booklet. 

A. F. Caldwell, A.M. 



For additional 
facts about 
this unusua 
Camp, see 
page 13, 
April St. 
Nicholas 




Write for Inter- 
esting catalog 
nd copies of 
the Camp 
paper, 
"The 
Foghorn" 



Lobstering, deep-sea fishing, clambakes, and ALL the land sports of 
the usual camps. Seven-day hii;e from Portland over Mt. Washington. 
200-mile cruise along Maine coast in Camp schooner. Trip down the 
St. Lawrence River, visiting Niagara Falls, Thousand Islands, Sague- 
nay River, shooting the Rapids, and visiting Montreal and Quebec. 
This trip is made on foot, and by auto, boat, and by train, sleeping 
outside and traveling on the Canadian side. Membership limited to 
twenty boys, none under thirteen. 

EDCXR P. PAULSEN, Principal U.S.M.A.. Children's Scliool. WEST POINT, N.Y. 



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CampjS for :BotJ3— Contmueti 




CAMP WINNECOOK b^^v"s 

LAKE WINNECOOK, UNITY, MAINE. 15th sea- 
son. Athletic fields for all sports. Horseback riding, 
canoeing, sailing, motor-cruising, auto trips, hikes. 
Indian tribes for juniors, archery, woodcraft. 
Photography. Fully equipped manual arts shops. 
Tents and bungalows in pines. Send for booklet. 



HERBERT L. RAND 



3 Shore Road 



Salem, Mass. 



New- York, Adirondacks. 

CAMP POK-O'-MOONSHINE 

Unqvesiionably one of the finest camps in the country. Ages 9-17. 
12ihscason. $211,(100 equipment. Rates absolutely inchisive. Address 
Dr. C. a. Robinson, Peekskill Academy, Peekskill, N. Y. 




CAMP KINAPIK 

The Woodcraft Camp for Boys from 8 to 1 5 
LAKE KEZAR, MAINE 

UniqiiP combination of iMniiu- woods, lakes niid ^^'llite Mountains. 
GathtT round tlu- council tire, take tlie long canoe trip, learn tlie 
secrets of camp and woods as the Indians knew ttieni : fish. swim, 
hunt and have a good time with us next sunmier. Each boy 
under the personal care of tlie director. Endorsed by Ernest 
Thompson Seton. F"or ilhistrated booklet address 

H. C. WENT, Director, Bridgeport, Conn. 



Vermont, Lake Fairlee. 

CAMP PASSUMPSIC 

FOR YOUNG BOYS 
Wm. W. Clendenin, 120 Vista Place, Mt. Vernon, N. Y. 




Winona Camps for Boys 

MOOSE POND TENTH SEASON 

Two separate camps Cages 8 to 16). Real camp life on a 
big lake and in the big- woods. All water and land sports, 
treasure hunts, pirate chase, army games. 1400 acres. 25 
miles of lake shore. Fleets of canoes and motor boats. 
Long canoe and mountain trips. Four boys to each council- 
lor, insuring good care with the advantages of the big camp. 

niustrated booklet. 
C. E. COBB, Denmark Inn, Denmark, Maine. 



New Hampshire, White Mountains. 

CAMP PENACOOK FOR. BOYS 

Twentieth Season 
Address R. B. Mattern, B.S., Dobbs-Ferry-on-Hudson, N. Y. 




CAMP MOHICAN 



HAGUE-ON-LAKE 

For boys, ages 8 to i6 
plete equipment. All 1 
leadership. Horseback 
Adirondacks. Rate $ 
CHARLES 
Physical Director, 



GEORGE 9tli SEASON 

years. Unrivalled camp site. Com- 
and and water sports under capable 
riding. Camping and canoe trips thru 
150 for season. Illustrated booklet, 

H. BATCHELOR, A.B. 

, Erasmus Hall, Brooklyn, N.Y. 



New Hampshire, Jaffrey. 

CAMP MONADNOCK 

Altitude 1 ISO feet. Boys 9-15 years. Water sports. Canoeing. Ath- 
letics. Scouting. Mountain climbing. Carpentry Tutoring. 
Frederick S. Ernst, A.B., Eflrector, 

34 Harrington Street, Newtonville, Mass. 



CAMP PASSACONAWAY 

Lake Winnepesaukee, 
New Hampshire 

The camp for manly boys. Fine 
influences. Splendid equipment. 
Every facility for awonderful time. 
Motor boat, fishing boats, canoes. 
Swimming, diving, tennis, baseball, 
trackandfield meets. Expeditions 
to points of interest. Come to 
Camp Passaconaway and have de- 
lightful companionship, the satis- 
faction of having something worth 
while to do, and all the fun that the 
outdoors can yield. Want to read 
all about it in the booklet.' Send 
right away to 

MR. WALLACE E. RICHMOND, Head of Science Dept. 
Newton High School, Newtonville, Mass. 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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CampjS for l$ot!Kj— ContinueD 



CAMP FESSENDEN 

W£SX OSSIPEE. N. H. 

A small camp, noted both for the excellence of its personnel 
aod for its bountiful table. Experienced councillors, g'en- 
tlemen as well as athletes. One councillor to each 
three boys, insuring most careful 




Small Group trips a feature. 
Excellent sand beach. Complete 
equipment. References required. 

J^or illustmted booklet address 

JOHN PORTER, Jr. 
Fessenden School, West Newton, Mass. 




supervision 



Vermont, Lake Champlain, Grand Isle. 

CAMP VERMONT 

Fifth Season 

An ideal summer camp tor boys. Located on Grand Isle in the 
middle of Lake Champlain, just opposite the Plattsburg Training- 
Camp. Trips to the Adirondacks, Green Mountains, and Canada. 
Swimming:, canoeing, boatingr, tennis, baseball, basket-ball, golf, and 
all outdoor sports. The councilors are all school men actively engaged 
in the training and supervision of boys. Booklet on request. Apply to 
Principal, Winton" J. White 
Englewood High School, Englewood, N. J. 



Wisconsin, Lake RIendota. 
CAMP INDIANOLA For Boys 

The best conducted, the best equipped, and the most reasonable 
camp in the Middle West. 
We also maintain a winter tutorial school. Send for catalog. 

Captain F. G. Mueller, Madison, Wisconsin. 




MINNE-WAWA 

Summer Camp for Boys and Young Men 

Located at Lake of Two Rivers, Algonquin Provincial 
Lake, in the heart of Ontario Highlands. 

Unsurpassed for fishing, canoeing, observation of nature 
and wild animal photography. Just the camp you have 
been looking for. Wholesome moral atmosphere. Highest 
references. Reasonable terms. Write for booklet E. 
W. L. WISE, Ph.B., Bordentown. N. J.^ 



WAMPANOAG CAMPS 

FOR BOYS Buzzards Bay, Cape Cod ELEVENTH SEASON 

\xr A TUI p A M C\ K 1^ I I T R ^^lond Camp for Boys over 14. 62 acres, pine groves, saudy 

» ^ * VS \J V* \_» J— • KJ 13 beach, protected cove for safe sailing and swimming. 

C A M P W A IVI P A N O A G Salt water Camp for Boys 8-14, inclusive. 

Both Camp and Club offer unusually healthful locations, pure water, safe, sanitary conditions— board-floor tents. Sailing. 
Land and water sports, boating, athletics, under experienced college men. Prizes. Camp mother. For illustrated booklet, 
address Mr. Aldiich Taylor and^rs. B. E. Taylor, Directors. 

240 Grant Avenue, Newton Centre, Mass. 




riRAL CAMPINO 



CAMP PENNESSEEWASSEE b^oys 

Norway, Maine 

Ages 8-16. On beautiful lake in the heart of Maine woods, 
hquipment of highest grade, sanitary conditions. Large 
bungalows and dry, airy tents, land and water sports, care- 
fully safeguarded. Ejcperienced college men. Pure water, 
d'^'I'i ^'i'',°r'^°°£life„'.'lM°'>''es " Tutoring. Interesting 
Booklet. Address SHEPARD a PACKARD. Norway.Me. 




INTERLAKEN 



Summer Camp 



On Silver Lake 
Mid-June to September 

On Interlaken farm— 300 acres. Two hundred acres of 
meadow and woodland. Active outdoor life. IJoys liave fun 
of building their huts, boats, etc. Land sports. Hikes and 
campingamidthe"sanddunes. " Boating, fishing, swimming. 
Ponies. Registered Dairy Herd. Men and women counsellors 
from InterlakenSchool.Noextrachargefot tutoring. Address 
INTERLAKEN SCHOOLI Box 110, RoUing Prairie, Indiana 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Campjs for l3ori2i— ContdtueD 




Equipment com- 
plete. Land and 
water sports. 



50 Boys in the Morning Setting-up Drill p^jj ^^^^ Sailing a 

Camp Wcllcslcy On lake Ossipcc, New Hampshire Jeciai". awI' cLn^ 

Address EDWARD A. BENNER. 11 CURVE STREET, WELLESLEY. MASSACHUSETTS 



New- York, Catskill Mountains. 

KYLE CAMP 

FOR BOYS 

Model bungalows. No damp tents. All land and water sports. 
Swimming absolutely safe. Rifle Range. Military Drill. Two 
baseball diamonds, etc. Free instruction in any lessons. 

Illustrated booklet. 
Address Dr. Paul Kyle, Kyle School for Boys 
Irvington-on-Hudson, 22 miles from New York, Box 506 



New- York, Cooperstown, on Otsego Lake. 

Camp ChenangOTF""'*.'^"^-'^- '^a'er sports. 

^ lennis, Baseball, Moun- 
tain Climbing, Manual Training. High Class Equip- 
ment. Moderate Rates. Tutoring. A. F.. Loveland, 
B.S., Commercial High .School, Brooklyn, N. Y. E. L. 
Fisher, A.B., South Side High School, Newark, N. J. 



Massachusetts, Cape Cod. 

Rr^nni^:* T^nn^i ^^^^ °^ camp, all the care of home 
XDUliUiC ijuiic giyg„ 3 [jgyj. (g_j4 years), on breezy, 

sunny, healthy Cape Cod. 

Mrs. Dwight L. Rogers, Housemother and Director. 
Mr. Dwight L. Rogers, Jr., Business Mgr. and Co-director, 

Berlin, Conn. 



Campjs for OBo^js ann <Bix\^ 



STON HOLM 

SHARON, MASS. 
Big country estate in the dry, spicy air 
of the pines. Carefully directed sports. 




Automobile, pony, ana 
a good time all summer. 
Ten weeks of whole- 
some, happy, outdoor 
life for girls and boys 
from 3 to 10. $100. 

Address 

Mrs. H. W. DAVENPORT 
Sharon, Mass. 



Massachusetts, Brewster, Cape Cod. 

CAMP SETUCKET ''°^2S'™Spiir''^ 

Bright, sunny home. Invigorating air of the pines and sea. 
Motherly and expert care. Play in the sand and groves. Mod- 
ernized farm house. For information address 

Muss A. W. Foster, Registered Nurse, Brewster, Mass. 



Massachusetts, Ashland. 

BOB-WHITE 

A Camp fok Children Under Twelve. 
160 acres. Farm and camp life. Personal and affectionate care. 
Season of nine weeks. Children accepted for two w.eek,s or more. 

Mrs. Sara Hayes, Lanier School, Eliott, Maine. 

Vermont, Green Mountains. 

THE BLUEBIRD 

IN THE GREEN MOUNTAINS 
Summer Home and Camp for children; boys under ten, girls under 
twelve. Farm life, gardens, pets, nature study. Health and happi- 
ness. Sixth season. June 1 to Oct. 1. 

Mary P. Anderson, 

East Berkshire, Vt. 

New Hampshire, Granite Lake 

CAMP OHIYESA FOR BOYS 

ij<5^S\^ Eight to Sixteen 

CAMP OAHE FOR GIRLS 

All Ages 
THE CAMPS UNIQUE! 
Personally conducted by the famous Sioux author of "Indian Boy- 
hood," etc. Real Indian games, woodcraft, costumes, plays, dances, 
college-educated Indian councilors, in addition to all usual camp 
features. Dr. and Mrs. Charles A. Eastman, Amherst, Mass. 




A COLLAPSIBLE STOVE 



You put the cooking utensils on this wire shelf 

i 



Buy it to-day for use all summer 



IT is a stove that makes a very hot. fire with very little 
wood. Burns charcoal loo. There is no danger 
to the cook or to the forest, as all fire is inside the 
iron stove. It weighs only 8 pounds, and it can be col- 
lapsed in one minute so it goes in a flat space 2 in. deep, 
i6 in. wide, and 21 in. long. Easy to carry. A delight- 
ful and easy way to cook. No bother. No fuss. No 
mess. No risk. Substantial. Well made. Guaranteed. 
Sent on ten days' trial upon receipt of $5. Money back if not satisfied 
Write to 



For Cooking on 
Picnics 
Auto Trips 
Hikes 
Bike Rides 
and 

in Camp 



This slide controls drall 
and directs heal 
where needed 



MECHANICSVILLE METAL CO. 



Mechanicsville, N. Y. 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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In the 
King's 
Name 




The little King of England and the pauper 
boy changed places, and could not change back ! ^ 

The proud little King, first monarch of his-^ 
time. King of all England, in rags, beaten, threat- 
ened, had but one friend. Miles Hendon — and he 
thought the child mad and was good to him in pity. 
And the ragged street child, dressed in the King's 
fine robes, bewildered and terrified, sat in the Pal- 
ace. What a reckoning when the truth came out! 
What an amazed Miles Hendon ! Was ever beloved 
and gallant Knight more gloriously rewarded? 

Who of us so lucky as to have a friend like Miles Hendon — so wronged, 
so loyal, so kind, and so gallant? And the little street child in the King's Palace — what man 
does not wish to help him — what mother would not like him for a son? 

MARK TWAIN 



Bountiful giver of joy and humor, he was 
yet much more, for, while he laughed with 
the world, his lonely spirit struggled with 
the sadness of human life, and sought to find 
the key. Beneath the laughter is a big 
human soul, a big philosopher. 

Out of the generous west came Mark 
Twain, giving widely and freely to the world 
such laughter as men had never seen. It was 
laughter whole souled and clean, and yet 
the laughter of thoughtful men. 

At first it seems a long way from the 
simple, human fun of Huckleberry Finn to 
the spiritual power of Joan of Arc, but look 
closer and you will find beneath them 
both the same ideal, the same hu- 
manity, the same spirituality, that 
has been such a glorious answer to 
those who accuse this nation of being 
wrapped up in material things. 

There seems to be no end to the things 



that Mark Twam could do well. When he 
wrote history, it was a new kind of history, 
unlike any other except in its accuracy. 
When he wrote books of travel, it was an 
event, and the world sat up and noticed. 
He did many things — stories, novels, travel, 
history, essays, humor — but behind each 
was the force of a great, earnest, powerful 
personality, that dominated his time, so 
that even then he was known all over the 
face of the globe. Simple, unassuming, 
democratic, he was welcomed by Kings, he 
was loved by plain people. 

He was a gallant fighter for freedom, for 
humanity. The simplicity, the kindly humor, 
the generosity, the spirituality half revealed, 
that we like to think is America — all these 
were in Mark Twain. If foreign nations love 
him, we in this country give him first place 
in our hearts. The home without Mark 
Twain is not an American home. 



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No. 7 



THE GOLDEN EAGLE 

BY ALLEN FRENCH 

Author of "The Runaway," "The Junior Cup," ftc. 



Chapter I 



THE WESTERNER 



Pelham ceased his tramping up and down and 
stood at the edge of the float. "Disgusting !" 
said he. 

Rising from the little trunk, Harriet came to 
his side. "Oh, but see how beautiful it all is!" 

"Beautiful?" snififed Pelham. "Nothing but 
water and flat coasts. Not a hill to look at !" 

"See the yachts !" urged Harriet. "I never saw 
so many before. Out there they must be racing." 

"But this afternoon our nine is playing a 
match," snapped Pelham. 

Harriet began to laugh, a low laugh and en- 
joyable, pleasant to hear. "And the boys at 
Colton don't play ball at all. Is that the trouble?" 

The lad turned to his sister. "I suppose it is," 
he said honestly. "The fellows where we 're 
going do nothing but sail." 

"They swim," reminded Harriet. 

"So do we at home," retorted the boy. "But 
I know nothing of sailing, nothing!" 

"Time you learned," replied Harriet. Her ig- 
norance was as great as his. 

"Oh," he returned, "I hate to make a fool of 
myself among strangers. And suppose I 'm sea- 
sick ! What would Howard think of me ? I may 
be sick on the trip over ; it looks rough out there 
on the bay. Why don't we start, anyway ? Where 
is the boat that was to meet us ? Was Ruth or 
Howard coming, do you know ?" 



"I don't," answered Harriet. "The letter merely 
told us to come to this place at this time." 

Pelham, inattentive, walked to the other side 
of the float and looked down into a large cat-boat 
that was tied there. "Venture— what a name! 
I bet this. is the boat that was sent for us." 

"Oh, Pelham," cried Harriet; "look!" 

Pelham was already looking. Their float, one 
of several that were moored side by side along 
the waterfront of a seaside town, was reached by 
a gang-plank that led down from a little pier. At 
the pier end stood a girl of perhaps fifteen, taller 
than Harriet and slenderer, very simply dressed. 
She was burdened with two suitcases, along the 
top of one of which was strapped an umbrella; 
and thus encumbered, she stood hesitating before 
the narrow gang-plank along which she would 
have to carry her baggage. 

"Let me help !" and Pelhain ran up to the pier. 

The girl's dark eyes smiled into his. Releas- 
ing to him the clumsier of the suitcases, she 
thanked him and went down the long swaying 
plank with an ease that he tried in vain to imitate. 
"Need my sea-legs already," he grumbled. "She 
knows the water, all right. — Don't mention it." 
And bowing, he set the suitcase down by the girl 
and returned to his sister's side. 

"She was on our train," said Harriet, softly. 
"I saw her get on at the last junction. You and 
1 took the only carriage at the station, and so she 
could n't get here till now. She 's a most inter- 
esting girl. Pel." 



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"Good-looking hair," agreed Pelham, who ad- 
mired brunettes. "Awfully nice smile." 

Harriet continued to study the girl, who was 
looking with interest down into the cat-boat. 
"Any girl with a nice smile can fool any boy," 
she replied with sisterly irony. "She has a very 
steady eye, Pelham, and a very firm mouth." 

Pelham was not attending. "Oh !" he said. 

Harriet knew the expression of dismay. "What 
have you done now?" 

Pelham was fumbling with papers that his 
hand had encountered in his pocket. "I forgot 
these entirely," he mumbled apologetically as he 
disentangled a letter from among them. "I got 
this for you at the post-office last night." 

"Ruth's letter!" cried Harriet, seizing it. "Oh, 
Pelham, supposing she told us not to come !" 

Guiltily Pelham waited till a bright nod from 
Harriet reassured him. Then, with a quick look 
at the other girl upon the float, she said in a low 
voice, "Come and read over my shoulder." Stand- 
ing beside her, he read as she pointed : 

I am sorry that Howard and I can't meet you across 
the bay. But the races have been changed, and we 
simply must not miss a single one of the series for the 
Golden Eagle, and we have to take the two boatmen 
with us. But the chauffeur knows a good deal about 
boats and a good deal more about engines, and he will 
be waiting for you at the float in our motor-cat, the 
Venture. 

"That is the boat, then," thought Pelham. He 
read on : 

And you will meet there, too, my schoolmate Lois 
Weatherbee. I am so glad you are to know her ; I had 
given tip hope of it this summer. She is from the 
West, an orphan, and she has no home. She is at my 
boarding-school under the wing of old Mrs. Townsend, 
who is our patroness-in-chief ; she meant to have had 
Lois with her this summer, but she fell ill. Of course, 
we girls jumped at the chance of having Lois visit 
us — but I was too late : in no time Lois was engaged 
for the whole summer. But the other day she wrote 
me there was serious illness where she was visiting, 
her room was needed for the trained nurse, and might 
she, Lois, come to me for the rest of the month. Of 
course I telegraphed her to come ; you may even meet 
on the train. She is dark, and wears a blue traveling- 
suit. At any rate, you will see her at the float. 

Lois is about our age, but more mature, more ex- 
perienced ; she thinks more than I do about people and 
things. But she 's a dandy girl — 

Harriet rustled the letter together and sprang 
up. "Is n't this Lois Weatherbee?" she asked. 

The girl by the cat-boat turned. She was self- 
possessed, Pelham thought, as she met so quietly 
his sister's eager approach. But she readily took 
Harriet's proffered hand, and smiled as she had 
smiled at him. To Harriet's explanation and in- 
troduction she listened without moving, and Pel- 



ham noted how Ijer glance, remaining for the 
most part on Harriet's face, nevertheless took 
quick little excursions over her dress, rested 
briefly on Harriet's hands, and finally darted in- 
quiringly at him. Somehow he felt that she had 
catalogued the whole of him in less than a second. 

"Reserved, by Jove !" he thought. "I know 
that kind. They 're stiff as pokers." 

But he came forward when Harriet called him, 
and "did his manners" quite as coolly as Lois did 
hers. 

"And here, I suppose," said Harriet, "is the 
missing chauffeur." 

A man, hasty of step and worried of manner, 
had appeared at the head of the gangway ; he wore 
a chauffeur's flat cap and leather leggings. See- 
ing them, his face brightened and he hurried to 
the float. "Miss Dodd? Miss Weatherbee? I 
am Mr. Winslow's chauffeur, come to meet you. 
I missed you in the town and wondered where you 
could be." 

As he spoke he thrust back into his breast 
pocket the stem of a new pipe and smoothed down 
the sides of his jacket, which bulged as if with 
other purchases. 

"Skating around the truth," thought Pelham. 

He perceived that the man had not said that 
he had tried to meet them in the town ; he remem- 
bered that the letter promised that he would meet 
them at the float ; he knew that the time of the 
train's arrival must have been told him. He 
noticed that the man's face, aquiline and regu- 
lar, might have been pleasing but for eyes that 
wavered in their glance and would not meet his 
squarely. And Pelham's opinion of the coming 
fortnight, away from his chums and his hills and 
his beloved baseball, sank lower. He was always 
sensitive to the people about him, even the ser- 
vants, and he classed the tricky chauffeur, of 
whom he expected to see little, and the cool 
school-girl, of whom he might see a good deal, in 
with the sailing, which would bore him, and the 
seasickness, which would bring him disgrace. He 
knew that he should n't like his visit. 

The chauffeur sprang into the cat-boat and 
lifted in the suitcases. Pelham helped him to se- 
cure Harriet's little square trunk in the middle 
of the boat. Seeing Lois, after she had stepped 
into the boat, cast a glance at the outer bay and 
begin to pin her hat firmer, an example which 
Harriet at once followed, he dove into the little 
storehouse of a cabin where the man had put the 
suitcases. Opening his own, he rummaged for a 
cap. The smell of the place, tarry and fishy, op- 
pressed him, especially since at the moment the 
boat chose to roll a little. "Seasick, sure !" he 
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fixed firmly on his head and his sweater at hand, 
he saw a sight that roused his interest. 

The man had removed the cover of a large box 
that was fixed below the steering-wheel. There 
was revealed a little marine engine, oily and 
greasy, and quite as smelly as the cabin which 
Pelham had just quitted. But he was delighted 
at the sight. His elder brother's automobile was 
his latest craze. To understand it he had been 
studying up about gasolene engines, and here was 
one ! "Oh, great !" he cried, delighted. "So we 
are n't going to sail. I was afraid we were. Is 
that the carbureter ? Only two cylinders ! Do let 
me start her ! Where 's the crank ?" 

"There is no crank," said the man, amused. 

"A self-starter?" inquired Pelham. 

"Nor a self-starter either," replied the man. 
He showed Pelham a pin sunk in the rim of the 
solid little fly-wheel. "Pull it out," he directed, 
adjusting other parts. "Now swing the wheel to 
the right,— be ready to let the pin go; swing 
further this time and snap her back hard. Good !" 
And the little engine began its racking labor. 

"Cover it !" cried Harriet. "Do shut in that 
noise !" 



"Oh, no !" protested Pelham. 

"I can stand it," said Lois, quietly, to Harriet. 

"Wait," said the man, and with a screw-driver 
he removed some boards that had covered other 
parts of the machine. 

When Pelham, crouched beside the little en- 
gine and studying its action, at last glanced away 
from the motor, he found the scene changed. The 
girls had bound their hats on with veils and wore 
their sweaters; when he had put on his own, he 
did not remember. A little spray blew in his face 
as he looked up; the broad boat rose over a swell, 
])lunged downward, and revealed the whole length 
of the bay as tossing blue and flecked with white- 
caps. The shore ahead was miles away ; looking 
back, the place that they had left seemed equally 
far. The air was hazy, and big clouds hung low; 
but the salt in the breeze was very refreshing, 
and as soon as Pelham satisfied himself that there 
was none of that sidewise swaying that he dis- 
liked so much, he felt at his ease. Looking at the 
girls, he saw them seated side by side, and Har- 
riet smiling at him. 

"Seasick yet?" she asked. 

"Too busy," he answered. He saw that Lois 



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was looking intently forward across the tumbling 
water. "One would think," he remarked, "that 
you had been brought up at the shore instead of 
in the West. How can a ranch girl," he asked, 
"feel at home on the water?" 

She laughed so joyously that he was taken 
aback. "Oh, dear!" she cried; "call a girl a 
Westerner, and any Easterner at once concludes 
that her favorite occupation is scalping Indians." 

"Oh, well," grumbled Pelham, nettled. "But if 
you are n't from a ranch—" 

"Why," cried Lois, "I have sailed for summer 
after summer in San Francisco Bay." But then 
to his relief, instead of triumphing over him, she 
went on : "As for my loving the water, let me ask 
you a question. You care for mechanics?" 

"Engines," said Pelham; "and mills, and looms, 
and motors— they 're fine !" 

She looked at him very kindly. "Well," she 
went on, "it happens now and then that a girl 
who loves music and poetry also loves the water." 

When her eyes, as if drawn away, fixed them- 
selves on the blue waves, Pelham knew he under- 
stood. He answered, "I really see," but she 
seemed so absorbed that he doubted if she heard 
him. And so he understood more clearly still. 

But as he could not forever watch the waves 
vv'hich so fascinated her, he turned his attention 
to the boat. "Pretty broad," he said to the man. 

"She 's a bay cat-boat," the chauffeur ex- 
plained. "I 've heard Mr. Winslow tell how they 
were worked out by the fishermen here as the best 
all-round model for the bay, where the water is 
shallow and the storms come quick. We kick up 
a lively little sea here in almost no time ; and 
these light-draft boats, with their center- 
boards, are safe and steady, they say." 

Pelham looked at the sail, which, tightly furled 
upon the long boom that ran above his head and 
was securely lashed in a crotch, seemed not to 
have been disturbed for weeks. "You don't use 
it often?" 

"Only when something goes wrong with the 
engine. The sail ought really to have a sail-case 
to keep it from getting wet, but Mr. Winslow's 
rule is to take the case off whenever we leave the 
harbor, to be ready for emergencies. / think a 
sail no good at all." 

Pelham thought so too. To him, just then, 
horses and sails and, in fact, any other motive 
power than gasolene and steam had no reason for 
existing. But he saw a little shrug of Lois's 
shoulders. "You prefer sails?" he asked. 

"Sails above everything!" she answered. 

They were now drawing near the head of the 
bay, and the man began to point out landmarks. 
He saw headlands, bays, and coves which Pelham 



found difficulty in distinguishing; but the boy 
could understand the meaning of a low lighthouse 
a mile or so ahead, and was pleased to learn that 
it marked the opening of Colton harbor. 

But Lois, for her part, began to display a 
practical interest in her surroundings. She in- 
quired the depth of water off the nearer point, 
wished to be shown the buoys to be rounded, the 
rocks to avoid. Were there shallows, sand-bars, 
tide-rips? Pelham saw that she was asking ques- 
tions which the man did not answer easily. 

"I suppose yachtsmen are like that," thought 
Pelham. "They are like the guides that we had 
in Maine, who would squat by the fire half the 
night drawing maps on the ground and telling 
each other how to get from place to place." He 
was roused by an exclamation from Harriet, who 
pointed toward the misty western shore. 

Out of the haze was emerging a line of boats, 
small of hull, tall of spar, with full spreads of 
canvas. All on the same tack, they followed 
each other in beautiful order. "A race !" he cried. 

"No," returned the man, "that 's the Colton 
fleet returning from the races at Marlow, five 
miles across the bay. They are headed for home; 
we ought to pass into the harbor together." 

He began to explain which boat was which. 
Howard Winslow's was leading; his sister Ruth's 
was third. "Then," asked Harriet, "the girls 
have their own boats?" 

"Just like the young men," replied the chauf- 
feur. "They sail and swim like boys, every one. 
Brought up on the water, most of them were." 

Harriet sat more erect. She loved to sail, she 
wanted to learn, and her chief fear had been that 
the girls would not stand a chance among the 
boys. The news promised her all she wanted. 

"How curious !" cried Pelham. "See that long 
yellow streamer on Ruth Winslow's boat." 

"It 's still there, then," said the man. "I was 
just looking for it. So Colton still holds the 
Golden Eagle. You see," he explained, "there 
is a three-year trophy which Colton and Marlow 
have been fighting for since 1914. It 's a hand- 
some little eagle, four inches high, to be held by 
the boat winning the most races in the fifteen- 
foot class. The eagle stays with each summer's 
winner through the next year, and there 's a pen- 
nant that is passed along to the winner of each 
race. Fred Barnes won the first year ; Howard 
Winslow has held the eagle this summer, and his 
sister has won the pennant for the last three 
races. This race gives her the year's champion- 
ship—so it 's a tie with her and the two boys. 
There will have to be a final race to settle it." 

Harriet held her head higher still. If only 
she could be with Ruth in that final race ! 



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Chapter II 

THE SQUALL 

"Funny, how dull the day is getting," remarked 
Pelham. He found it difficult to distinguish the 
boats at scarcely a mile's distance. 

"And the wind is falling," responded the chauf- 
feur. "We '11 beat them to the harbor after all." 

Lois was looking keenly about. She glanced 
toward the horizon, where the haze was steadily 
growing darker ; she looked overhead, where 
there seemed to be no cloud, but simply a gather- 
ing murkiness ; she wetted a finger, and held it to 
the dying wind. Then she nodded her head. 

"There 's going to be a squall !" 

The man laughed a little. "Oh, no," he said 
easily. ""This will amount to nothing." 

Pelham agreed with him. He had never seen 
a storm come out of such a cloud as this. Really, 
it was no cloud at all. 

Lois said nothing more. Her firm little mouth 
expressed a good deal as she settled herself in 
her seat ("Obstinate," thought Pelham), but she 
made no protest. It was Harriet who spoke next. 

"What are the yachts doing?" 

The sail-boats, which had all been bending in 
the same direction, had suddenly come upright. 
Their sails were shivering, and the high peaks of 
some were already falling. As Pelham looked at 
the nearest its large sail began to flutter down. 

Lois, after one look, raised her head trium- 
phantly. "They 're reefing. A squall is coming." 
.She turned to the man. "What is your name?" 

"Jones," he answered, a little sulkily. 

"Are n't there some oikskins on board ?" she 
asked. 

"In the cabin," he said, nodding toward it. 

She moved across Pelham and laid her hand 
on the wheel, which the man held. "Fetch them 
out," she said. "I will steer." 

For a moment Pelham thought that the man 
was going to refuse ; then with a grumble, he 
released the wheel and went to the little cabin. 
Reluctantly he crawled in. Pelham and Harriet 
looked at each other ; then covertly the boy stole 
a glance at Lois. She was sitting upright, watch- 
ing the water; but as she felt the boy's eye on 
her she said, without changing her position : 

"You 'd better throw that spare sail over the 
trunk, to keep it dry." 

Pelham finished tucking the canvas around the 
trunk just as Jones came crawling from the cabin, 
pushing before him a pile of sticky yellow cloth 
in which Pelham tried in vain to find the sem- 
blance of anything useful. He had heard of oil- 
skins, but until the man, standing up, began to 
twitch the heap into its separate parts he had 



never realized what wrinkly and unattractive 
messes they were. Jones tossed him two of the 
garments, Harriet another pair, and Lois com- 
manded briefly: "Get into those. We 've not got 
many minutes." 

Pelham glanced at the sky. There were clouds 
at last, thick and black. Passing far overhead, 
they were just shutting out the westering sun. 
The water seemed a tossing waste of ink. 

The oilskins stuck together, but he pulled them 
apart, pushed his feet through the overalls, and 
buttoned their straps across his shoulders. He 
managed to wriggle himself into the jacket just as 
Jones, still buttoning his oilskins, took the wheel 
from Lois. She slipped so quickly into her suit 
that she was ready as soon as Harriet had man- 
aged to adjust her own clumsy skirt and coat. 

"There are sou'westers ?" Lois asked of Jones. 
"Good ! Take off that pretty hat," she said to 
Harriet, "and" — to Pelham — "see if you can't find 
some black rubber hats there in the cabin." 

With no thought of seasickness now, since he 
was too excited, Pelham rummaged in the stuffy 
place till he came across the shiny hats. One by 
one he threw out four, and then followed them. 

There was now no distant shore ; it had dis- 
appeared. The cloud was deep purple, and against 
it stood up the masts and sails of the little fleet 
of boats, grouped motionless together and wait- 
ing for the wind to rise. The sails were all 
reefed, and under them showed the yellow dots of 
figures in oilskins. There was no distant thun- 
der, no lightning. And the very silence, in which 
the slap of waves against the Venture's bow 
seemed strangely loud, impressed the boy deeply. 
He looked at the black water, and dreaded it. But 
the motor's steady chugging reassured him. 

Then, without warning, there came a break 
in the engine's regular beat, a stop, a start, a 
long slow wheeze, dying away. The churning of 
the propeller ceased. 

Jones snatched off the cover of the engine and 
looked down at it. He turned wrathfully on 
Lois. "What did you do to it?" 

"Nothing," she answered quietly. 

The man dropped on his knees and began rap- 
idly testing the parts of the little machine. The 
plugs, the wires, the valves, all were in order. 
He worked at the carbureter, suddenly stood up- 
right, and fumbled at the tank under the counter. 
"Gasolene !" he cried, and plunged into the cabin. 

In a moment he emerged, with a face as black 
as the cloud above him, and cast on the water 
a square can that floated high. "Empty !" 

Lois turned coldly to the angry man. "We 
have no gasolene at all? Think !" 

"None at all," he answered. 



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"Have you an anchor?" 

"No. We use it as a mooring, and I — I buoyed 
it and left it." The scowling man saw that these 
two questions twice exposed his negligence. 

"Then we must sail," she said. 

"Sail?" he cried. "In that .squall?" 

"What would you do?" she asked him. 

"Drift!" 

"Drift !" she retorted. "And turn broadside, 
and perhaps capsize?" 

Jones rapidly cast off the sheet. "Then we can 
swing out the boom and run before it." He 
fumbled with the lashings of the crutch. 

"Run?" she rejoined. In her turn she began 
to busy herself with the gaskets that tied the 
furled sail. "The wind will come from the head 
of the bay, and we could n't hope to escape that 
stony point to leeward." 

Jones, lifting the boom out of the crutch, de- 
manded angrily, "You mean to sail against it?" 

"It 's the only way," she answered quietly. 
"We 've got to beat away from this position. 
Harriet ! Pelham !" she said sharply, ignoring 
ceremony, "help me to untie these gaskets. Jones, 
stand by the halyards." 

There was another moment in which Pelham 
wondered if the man would obey. But Lois's cool 
certainty, and the man's own doubt of the danger 
in which they stood, — greater, perhaps, than he 
realized, — were too much for him. He went to 
the halyards and began to cast them off. 

While the man worked rapidly at his ropes 
Harriet and Pelham eagerly assisted Lois in un- 
doing the sail from the canvas bands that held 
it. As it began to tumble from its tight furl they 
helped to shake it out until all its great breadth 
lay massed at their feet. 

"Ready, Jones ?" asked Lois. "Now up with it 
till the first reef-points show." 

As the man began to hoist the huge thing, 
Pelham, glancing nervously at the silent cloud, 
ever blacker and ever nearer, wandered how they 
could hope to sail under so much canvas ; but the 
gaff, the spar to which the head of the sail was 
attached, had hardly climbed six feet of the mast 
when Lois called, "Enough !" Jones stopped 
hoisting and made the ropes fast. 

The boy then saw that rows of cords, each cord 
perhaps eighteen inches long, were let into the 
sail at regular intervals, parallel with the bottom. 
He recognized the cords as the reef-points of 
which Lois had spoken. At either end, each row 
ended in a stout eyelet, and Lois, snatching up a 
strong cord, began to work busily on the inner 
eyelet of the upper row. Jones, after a mo- 
ment's hesitation, began folding the lower part 
of the sail along the boom, a work at which 



Pelham and Harriet began to help him. The 
three lower rows of reef-points were folded in, 
and Jones had already begun to tie the upper 
reef-points around the folded canvas when Lois 
cried over her shoulder : "Tie the leech-earing 
first ! Can you manage it ?" 

"What?" he asked, confused. 

She beckoned him to her place. "Finish this," 
she said. "Harriet, hold the sail as it is, but tie 
no more reef-points till I tell you. Pelham, get 
me a light line about twenty feet long." 

Pelham had seen ends of rope in the cabin, and 
at once dived into it. As, after hasty rummaging, 
he emerged with the line and passed it quickly 
to Lois he seized the chance to glance once more 
across the water in the direction of the storm. 

The group of yachts was hidden behind a 
sweeping wall of rain. One tiny sail he thought 
he saw, pressed over and staggering; but it dis- 
appeared so quickly that he could not be sure. 
A grumble of thunder came to his ears; he could 
not hear the wind which he knew was driving the 
advancing storm. To Pelham these unusual sur- 
roundings were uncanny and alarming. 

Lois had knotted the end of the rope to the eye- 
let at the end of the row of reef-points. Then, 
leaning out beyond the stern, she tried to reach 
to the end of the boom, but it was too far for her. 
One glance at Pelham was enough for the boy. 
He took the end from her, squirmed out upon the 
boom, and, reaching forward, passed the line 
through an iron eye-bolt. "Shall I tie it?" he 
asked over his shoulder. 

"Bring it back." she answered. 

When again he was at her side he helped her 
pull the rope tight, knot it around the boom, and 
begin to wind it again toward the end, furling 
the sail before them as they went. At a word 
from Lois, Harriet and Jones began tying the 
reef-points. But Plarriet spoke: "It 's coming!" 

In the thrill of his sister's tones Pelham knew 
that she was calling on her courage. Instantly 
Lois gave the end of the rope to him. 

"Finish this," she said. "No matter what hap- 
pens, finish and tie !" 

He realized the importance of his task. If the 
wind should tear loose this furled leech, the flap- 
ping mass would make sailing very difficult. Be- 
hind him he heard the other three hastily tying 
the remaining reef-points. A longing to know 
how near the storm was made him ache to look 
back; he preferred to face the danger. But set- 
ting his teeth, he wound the rope tightly for an- 
other yard, knotted it with a jerk, and furled 
farther. Then he felt the boom begin to swing 
away from him as a little wind pushed it slowly 
out. But Lois, seizing a rope that ran in and out 



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through pulleys, pulled the boom in again, and 
took a turn of the rope around a cleat. 

"You have about ten seconds," she said, still 
very quietly. 

And Pelham, once more wriggling himself upon 
the boom, crawled out over the water. 

Lois spoke briskly. "That 's 
the last reef-point. Now, 
Jones, get the sail up flat." 

Pelham felt jerks upon the 
boom ; he knew that the man, 
straining hard, was raising the 
sail as high as the reef-points 
would permit. Winding des- 
perately, knowing that his rope 
was too short to stop for an- 
other knotting, Pelham passed 
•it at length through the eye- 
bolt once more, and made it 
fast with the two half-hitches 
which his woodcraft had 
taught him. Thus at work, ly- 
ing flat on the boom, his arms 
stretched at full length, he was 
holding on only by the grip of 
his knees. "There!" he mut- 
tered grimly. 

"Make fast, Jones," warned 
Lois. "Pelham— quick !" 

There was a moment in 
which the boy began to re- 
cover his balance in order to 
work back along the spar. 
What was that rushing sound ? 

"Pelham !" shrieked Harriet, 
terrified. 

With a sudden roar of wind 
in his ears, Pelham clutched 
the boom. He felt himself 
swung sidewise, he knew the 
whole boat to be tilting, he felt 
a torrent of rain beating upon 
his back. Then the grip of his 
knees was torn loose ; and as 
the water seemed suddenly to 
be boiling up at him his whole 
body was swung about on the 
pivot of his hand-grip, and he plunged to his 
waist in foam. A sheet of water slapped across 
his eyes. Gasping, bewildered, he was dragged 
slowly along. Then, as he cleared his vision, he 
saw a picture that he never forgot. 

The boat was laid over sharply, and the belly- 
ing sail was dipping almost into the water. The 
man Jones had been thrown in a heap at the sud- 
den careening and lay where a cascade of green 



water poured in upon him over the top of the 
wash-board. Harriet, her agonized gaze upon 
her brother, was desperately bracing herself from 
being thrown to leeward. As Pelham wildly 
looked for any hope for her or for them all he 
saw Lois standing immovable at the wheel. 




WITH A .SUDDEN ROAR OF WIND IN illS EARS, rEI.IIAM CLUTCllLU TJIE BOOM. 



He knew that she was straining against the 
storm. With knee and hand she held the wheel ; 
her other hand was gripping the sheet that passed 
around its cleat and outward to the boom. She 
glanced up at the sail, then down to the boy who 
was dragging in the water. And as her un- 
daunted eye met his Pelham knew that with 
every nerve of her rigid body she was working 
to save them all. 



(To be continued.) 



PETER PAN 



BY ELIZABETH J. COATSWORTH 

Dear St. Nicholas : Three summers ago, just before the war broke out, I used to spend a good deal of my spare 
time in Kensington Park, always near the little statue of Peter Pan, unveiled at dawn one morning near the spot 
where Barrie used to write. It was a wonderfully vigorous, whimsical little statue, and in the shallow water of 
the Serpentine in front of it the swans wade to shore and the legions of small sparrows take their showers. Very 
few Americans seem to know of the statue, as it is a little out of the way, though every one knows of Peter him- 
self. I wanted to get some postal-cards of it, and asked a near-by bobby if he knew any place where one might 
be found. He was deeply disgusted and told me where I might find any number of the hideous Albert Memorial, 
but as for Peter Pan — "You don't want a picture of him!" he exclaimed; "you know, he never even lived!" The 
putting up a statue to a book child, and not a fat lord mayor, was more than he could grasp. — E. J. C. 

You never even lived,— 
A bobby told me so ! — 
Yet Kensington leaves are whi 
The crackling leaves are swirl 

To music that they know ; 
And ducks upon the Serpentin( 
Come swimming up in solemn 

And watch you in a row ; 
And all the sheep are feeding i 
Cocking their wise old heads t 

"^'our song before they go — 

And yet you never even lived ! 
A bobby told me so. 




HERBERT C. HOOVER: A CITIZEN 
OF THE WORLD 



( " Heroes of To-day " — / ') 



BY MARY R. 

" I am a man, and nothing that concerns a man do I dceiit 
a matter of indifference to me." Terence 

This is the story of a young hero of to-day— of 
a leader who has, we may well hope, as many 
rich, useful years before him as those that make 
the tale we are about to tell. 

History is not often willing to call a man happy 
—or a hero— while life lies ahead of him. Time 
can change everything. Time alone can prove 
everything. We must wait for the judgment of 
time, it is said. 

We feel very sure, however, of the worth of 
the work of Herbert Clark Hoover, the man who 
gave up a business that meant the directorship of 
more than 125,000 workers in order that he might 
give his time and his powers to the task of feed- 
ing ten million helpless people in war-ravaged 
Belgium and northern France. 

"If England could have availed herself of such 
talent for organization as H. C. Hoover has dis- 
played in feeding the Belgians, we should be a 
good year nearer the end of the war than we are 
to-day," said a prominent member of the British 
Parliament. 

"There is a man who knows how to get things 
done!" we are hearing said on every side. "If 
America should have to go to war, Mr. Hoover 
could meet the problem of putting us on rations, 
and there would be no food riots." 

Who is this man who knows how to do things? 
In what school did he learn how to meet emer- 
gencies and how to manage men ? 

They tell us he was a Quaker lad, born on an 
Iowa farm, who in his early boyhood moved to 
California. Was it because of this early trans- 
planting—this change to new scenes, new prob- 
lems, new interests— that he learned to see things 
in a big way and to get a grip on what really 
matters in Iowa, in California, in the world? 

"The first thing you think about Hoover," said 
a man who knew him in college, "is that he is a 
free soul and feels himself free. Most people 
are more or less hedged in by their own little 
affairs. His interests have no walls to shut him 
away from other people and their interests. He is 
a man who is in vital touch with what concerns 
other men." 



PARKMAN 

But we come once more to the question : how 
did he come by the vital touch which gives him 
this power over men and makes him in a very 
real sense a citizen of the world? High-school 
young folk may remember the exclamation of 




© Uiiderwoud L'nderwood. 



HERBERT C. HOOVER. 

envious Cassias when he was protesting to Brutus 
against the growing influence of Cccsar : 

Now in the names of all the gods at once, 
I^on what meat does this our Cfesar feed, 
That he is grown so great ? 

Cassius was, of course, speaking in grudging 
scorn ; but we often find ourselves thinking quite 
simply and sincerely that we should like to know 
what goes to the making of true power. 

Sometimes we like to pretend that we can ex- 
plain the making of a great man. We say, for 
example, of Lincoln: he early learned what it 
meant to meet hardship, so he was strong to en- 
dure ; by hard times and hard work he learned 
the value of things, the things that really count; 



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[May, 



he knew what sorrow was, and the faith that is 
greater than grief, so he had a heart that could 
feel with the sorrows of others and could help 
them to win faithfulness through suffering. Be- 
cause a truly sympathetic heart beats with the 
joys as well as the griefs of others, he cared for 
the little things that go to make up the big thing 
we call living, and his warm human touch made 
him a friend of simple people, with an under- 
standing of all. Thus it was that he knew people 
in a real way and life in a true way, and so was 
able to be the leader of a nation in a time that 
tried the souls of the bravest. So we say, and 
fancy that we have explained Lincoln. But 
have we? Many other boys knew toil and want 
and sorrow, and many learned much, perhaps, in 
that hard school ; but there was only one Lincoln. 

We can, in truth, no more explain a great man 
than we can explain life itself. How is it that 
the acorn has power to take from the earth and 
air and sunshine the things that make the oak- 
tree, the monarch of the forest? How is it that 
of all the oaks in the woods of the world there 
are no two exactly alike ? How is it that among 
all the children in a family, in a school, in a na- 
tion, there are no two really alike? 

All that we can say is that each child is him- 
self alone, and that as the days go by the things 
he sees and hears, the things he thinks about and 
loves, the things he dreams and the things he 
does, are somehow made a part of him just as 
the soil and sunshine are made into the tree. 

What was it in the Iowa farm life that became 
a part of the Quaker boy Herbert Hoover? He 
learned to ■ look life in the face, simply and 
frankly. Hard work, resolute wrestling with the 
brown earth, made his muscles firm and his nerves 
steady. The passing of the days and the seasons, 
the coming of the rain, the dew, and the frost, 
and the sweep of the' storm, awoke in his spirit 
a love of nature and a delight in nature's laws. 
"All 's love, yet all 's law," whispered the wind 
as it passed over the fields of bending grain. 
Since all was law, one might, by studying the. 
ways of seed and soil and weather, win a larger 
harvest than the steadiest toil, unaided by reason 
and resource, could coax from the long furrows. 
It was clear that thinking and planning brought 
a liberal increase to the yield of each acre. The 
might of man was not in muscle but in mind. 

Then came the move to California. How the 
Golden West opened up a whole vista of new 
ideas ! How many kinds of interesting people 
there were in the world ! He longed to go to 
college, where one could get a bird's-eye view of 
the whole field of what life had to offer, before 
settling down to work in his own garden-patch. 



"I don't want to go to a Quaker school, or a 
college founded by any other special sect," he 
said. "I want to go where I will have a chance 
to see and judge everything fairly, without preju- 
dice for or against any one line of thought." 

"The way of the Friends is a liberal enough • 
way for a son of mine, or for any God-fearing 
person," was the parent's reply. "Thee must not 
expect thy people to send thee to a place of 
worldly fashions and ideas." 

"It looks as if I should have to send myself, 
then," said the young man, with a smile in his 
clear eyes, but with his chin looking even more 
determined than was its usual firm habit. 

When Leland Stanford Junior University 
opened its doors in 1891, Herbert C. Hoover was 
one of those applying for admission. The first 
student to register for the engineering course, 
he was the distinguished nucleus of the Depart- 
ment of Geology and Mining. The first problem 
young Hoover had to solve at college, however, 
was the way of meeting his living expenses. 

"What chances are there for a chap to earn 
money here?" he asked. 

"The only job that seems to be lying about 
loose is that of serving in the dining-rooms," he 
was told. "Student waiters are always in de- 
mand." 

The young Quaker looked as if he had been 
offered an unripe persimmon. "I suppose it 's 
true that 'they also serve who only stand and 
wait,' " he drawled whimsically, "but somehow I 
can't quite see myself in the part. And anyway," 
he added reflectively, "I don't know that I need 
depend on a job "that is 'lying about loose.' I 
should n't wonder if I 'd have to look out for an 
opening that has n't been offered to every passer- 
by and become shop-worn." 

He had not been many days at the university 
before he discovered a need and an opportunity. 
There was no college laundry. "I think that the 
person who undertakes to organize the clean- 
linen business in this academic settlement will 
'also serve,' and he won't have to 'wait' for his 
reward !" he said to himself. 

The really successful man of business is one 
who can at the same time create a demand and 
provide the means of meeting it. The college 
community awoke one morning to the realization 
that it needed above everything else efficient laun- 
dry-service. And it seemed that an alert young 
student of mining engineering was managing the 
business. Before long it was clear not only that 
the college was by way of being systematically 
and satisfactorily served in this respect, but that, 
what was even more important, a man with a 
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on the campus. It soon became natural to "let 
Hoover manage" the various student undertak- 
ings ; and to this day "the way Hoover did things" 
is one of the most firmly established traditions of 
Leland Stanford. 

Graduating from the university in the pioneer 
class of 1895, he served his apprenticeship at the 
practical work of mining engineering in Nevada 
County, California, by sending ore-laden cars 
from the opening of the mine to the reducing 
works. He earned two dollars a day at this job, 
and also the opportunity to prove himself equal 
to greater responsibility. The foreman nodded 
approvingly and said : "There 's a young chap 
that college could n't spoil ! He has a degree 
phis common sense, and so is ready to learn 
something from the experience that comes his 
way. And he 's always on the job — right to the 
minute. Any one can see he 's one that 's bound 
for the top !" 

It seemed as if Fate were determined from the 
first that he should qualify as a citizen of the 
world as well as a master of mines. For we next 
find him in a dreary waste of West Australia. 
In a sun-smitten desert, whose buried wealth of 
gold is given grudgingly only to those who have 
grit to endure weary, parched days and pitiless, 
lonely nights, he met the ordeal, and proved him- 
self still a man in No Man's Land. He looked 
the desert phantoms in the face, and behold ! they 
faded like a mirage. 

This work completed, there came a call to solve 
new problems as a mining expert and manager 
of men in China. But he did not go to this new 
field alone. While at college he had found in one 
of his fellow-workers a kindred spirit, who was 
interested in the real things that were meat and 
drink to him. Miss Lou Henry was a live Cali- 
fornia girl, with warm human charm and a hobby 
for the marvels of geology. It was not strange 
that these two found it easy to fall into step, and 
that after a while they decided to fare forth on 
the adventure of living together. 

It was an adventure with something more than 
the thrill of novel experience and the tonic of 
meeting new problems that awaited them in the 
Celestial Empire. For a long time a very strong 
feeling against foreigners and the changed life 
they were introducing into China had been smol- 
dering among many of the people. There was a 
large party who believed that change was dan- 
gerous. They did not want railroads built and 
mines worked. The snorting locomotive, belching 
fire and smoke, seemed to them the herald of the 
hideous new order of things that the struggling 
peoples of the West were trying to bring into 
their mellow, peaceful civilization. 



The Boxer Society, whose name meant "the 
fist of righteous harmony" and whose slogan was 
"Down with all foreigners !" became very power- 
ful. "Let us be true to the old customs and keep 
China in the safe old way !" was the cry of the 
Boxers. The "righteous harmony" meant "China 
first," and "China for the Chinese"; the "fist" 
meant "Death to Intruders!" There was a gen- 
eral uprising in 1900, and many foreigners and 
Chinese Christians were massacred. Mr. Hoover, 
who was at Tientsin in charge of important min- 
ing interests, found himself at the very storm- 
center. It was his task to save the railroads and 
other property from destruction by the infuriated 
mob. 

The master of mines had a chance to prove 
himself now a master of men. He succeeded in 
safeguarding the interests of his company, and 
somehow he managed, too, to keep his faith in 
people in spite of the war madness. He never 
doubted that the wave of unreason and cruelty 
would pass, like the blackness of a storm. Reason 
and humanity would prevail, and kindly Nature 
would make each battle-scarred field of struggle 
and bloodshed smile again with flowers. 

The adventure of living led the Hoovers to 
Australia, to Russia, Siberia, India, to any and all 
places where there were mines to be worked. 
As director of important mining interests Mr. 
Hoover's judgment was sought wherever the 
struggle to win the treasures of the rocks pre- 
sented special problems. He had now gained 
wealth and influence, but he was too big a man to 
rest back on what he had accomplished and con- 
tent himself with making money. 

"I have all the money I need," he said. "I 
want to do some real work ; it 's only doing things 
that counts." 

You know, of course, the joy of doing some- 
thing quite apart from anything you have to do, 
just because you have taken up with the idea for 
its own sake. Then you run to meet any amount 
of effort, and work becomes play. Mr. Hoover 
and his wife now took up a task together with all 
the zest that one puts into a fascinating game. 
Can you imagine getting fun out of translating a 
great Latin book about mines and minerals? 

"For some time I have looked forward to put- 
ting old Agricola into English," explained Mr. 
Hoover ; "we are having a real holiday working 
it up." 

"Who in the world was Agricola, and what 
does he matter to you?" demanded his friend, in 
amazement. 

"Agricola, my dear fellow, was the Latinized 
name of a German mining engineer who lived in 
the early part of the sixteenth century— a time 



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when it was not only the fashion to turn one's 
name into Latin, but to write all books of any 
importance in that language. He matters a good 
deal to any one who happens to be especially 
interested in the science of mining. This volume 
we are at work on is the corner-stone of that 
science." 

"How, then, does it happen that it has never 
been translated before?" asked the friend. 

"Well," replied Mr. Hoover, with some hesita- 
tion, "you see it was n't a particularly easy job. 
Agricola's Latin had its limitations, but his know- 
ledge of minerals and mining problems was pro- 
digious. Only a mining expert could possibly get 
at what he was trying to say, and most mining 
experts have something more paying to do than 
to undertake a thing of this kind." 

"I see," retorted his friend, with a smile; "you 
are doing this because you have nothing more 
paying to do !" 

"Yes," replied Mr. Hoover, quietly; "there is 
nothing that is more paying than the thing that 
is your work— because you particularly want to 
do it." 

Mr. Hoover would say without any hesitation 
that the work which he volunteered to do when 
the storm of the great war broke on Europe in 
August, 19 14, was "paying" in the same way. 
This citizen of the world was at his London 
headquarters, from which, as consulting engi- 




liy cuurtesj- uf the Coiniiiittee for Relief in Hels;ium. 
SOME GRATEFUL LITTLE BELGIANS WHO DO CREDIT TO THE CAKE THEY HAVE 
KECEIVEU FROM MR. HOCJVEK AND HIS ASSOC! ATK.S. 



neer, he was directing vast mining interests, 
when the panic of fear seized the crowds of 
American tourists who had gone abroad as to a 
favorite pleasure-park and had found it suddenly 
transformed into a battle-field. Hundreds of 



people were as frightened and helpless as chil- 
dren caught in a burning building. All at once 
they found themselves in a strange, threatening 
world, without means of escape. 

"Nobody seemed to know what was to be done 
with us, and nobody seemed to care," explained 
a Vassar girl. "Their mobilizing was the only 
thing that mattered to them. There were no 
trains and steamers for us, and no money for our 
checks and letters of credit. Then Mr. Hoover 
came to the rescue. He saw that something was 
done, and it was done effectively. It took gen- 
eralship, I can tell you, to handle that stampede 
— to get people from the continent into England, 
to arrange for the advancement of funds to meet 
their needs, and to provide means of getting them 
back to America. They say he is a wonderful 
engineer, but I don't think he ever carried 
through any more remarkable engineering feat 
than that was !" 

The matter of giving temporary relief and pro- 
viding transportation for some six or seven thou- 
sand anxious Americans was a simple undertak- 
ing, however, compared to Mr. Hoover's next 
task. 

In the autumn of 1914 the cry of a whole na- 
tion in distress startled the world. The people 
of Belgium were starving. The terror and de- 
struction of war had swept over a helpless little 
country, leaving want and misery everywhere. 

There was need of instant and 
efficient aid. Of course only 
a neutral would be permitted 
to serve, and equally of course 
only a man used to handling 
great enterprises— a captain of 
industry and a master of men 
—would be able to serve in 
such a crisis. It did not take a 
prophet or seer to see in Her- 
bert Clark Hoover, that mas- 
ter of vast engineering proj- 
ects who had given himself so 
generously to helping his fel- 
low-Americans in distress, a 
man fitted to meet the needs 
of the time. And Mr. Walter 
H. Page, American Ambassa- 
dor to England, appealed to 
Mr. Hoover, American in 
London, citizen of the world 
and lover of humanity, to act 
as chairman of the Commission for Relief in 
Belgium. "Who is this Mr. Hoover, and will he 
be really able to man and manage the relief-ship?" 
was demanded on every side, in America as well 
as in Europe. 



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"If anybody can save Belgium, he can," 
vouched Mr. Page. "There never was such a 
genius for organization. He can grasp the most 
complex problems, wheels within wheels, and get 
all the cogs running in perfect harmony. Be- 
sides, he will have the courage to act promptly 
as well as effectively when 
once he has determined on 
the right course to pursue. 
He is not afraid of precedent 
and red tape. A man who 
has developed and directed 
large mining interests all 
over the world and who has 
been consulting engineer for 
over fifty mining companies, 
he cares more about doing a 
good job than making money. 
He 's giving himself now 
heart and soul to this relief 
work, and we may be sure, 
if the thing is humanly pos- 
sible, that he will find a 
way." 

Can you picture to your- 
self the plight of Belgium 
after the cruel war-machine 
had mowed down all indus- 
tries and trade and had swept 
the fields bare of crops and 
farm animals ? Think of a country, about the 
size of the State of Maryland, so closely dotted 
with towns and villages that there were more 
than eight million people living there — as many 
people as there are in all our great western 
States on the Pacific side of the Rocky Moun- 
tains. This smallest country of Europe was 
the most densely settled and the most prosper- 
ous. The Belgians were a nation of skilled work- 
ers. Many were makers of cloth and lace. 
The linen, woolen, and delicate cotton fabrics 
woven in Belgium were as famous as Brussels 
carpets and Brussels lace. A land particularly 
rich in coal, manufacturing of all sorts was very 
profitable. There were important metal-works ; 
nail, wire, and brass factories ; and workshops 
of gold and silver articles. The glass and pottery 
works were also important. Little Belgium was 
a veritable hive of busy workers, whose products 
were sent all over the world. 

Of course, you can see that an industrial coun- 
try like this would have to import much of its 
food. The small farms and market-gardens could 
not at best supply the needs of the people for 
more than three or four months of the year. Just 
as our big cities must depend on importing pro- 
visions from the country, so Belgium depended 



on buying food-stuffs from agricultural commu- 
nities in exchange for her manufactured articles. 

Now can you realize what happened when the 
war came ? There was no longer any chance for 
the people to make and sell their goods. All the 
mills and metal-works were stopped. The con- 



querors seized all the mines and metals. Every- 
thing that could serve Germany in any way was 
shipped to that country. The railroads, of course, 
were in the hands of the Germans, and so each 
town and village was cut off from communica- 
tion with the rest of the world. The harvests 
that had escaped destruction were seized to feed 
the troops. Even the farm-houses were robbed of 
their little stores of grain and vegetables. 

The task with which Mr. Hoover had to cope 
was that of buying food for ten million peo- 
ple (in Belgium and northern France), shipping 
it across seas made dangerous by mines and sub- 
marines of the warring nations, and distributing 
it throughout an entire country without any of 
the normal means of transportation. Let us see 
how he went to work. First he secured the help 
of other energetic, able young Americans who 
only wanted to be put to work. Chief among 
these volunteers were the Rhodes scholars at Ox- 
ford, picked men who had been given special 
opportunities and who realized that true educa- 
tion means ability to serve. Without confusion 
or delay the relief army was organized and the 
campaign for the war sufferers under way. 

It was a business without precedents, a sea 
that had never been charted, this work of the 




By courtesy of the Coiniiiittee for Relief in Bel^"!'"- 



A GROUP OF BELGIUM SCHOOL-BOYS WHO HAVE BEEN FEU BY THE 
COMMLSSION FOR RELIEF IN BELGIUM. 

The placard in the center reads: " Htjmage of Gratefulness 1914 — to U. S. A. — 1915. Preparatory 
School No. I. 6th year C. Molenbeek-St. Jean near Brussels. Belgium would have starved with- 
out your help, and we shall never forget." 



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Relief Commission. At a time when England 
was vitally and entirely concerned with her war 
problems and when all railroads and steamships 
were supposed to be at the command of the gov- 
ernment, Mr. Hoover quietly arranged for the 
transportation of supplies to meet the immediate 
needs of Belgium. Going on the principle that 
"when a thing is really necessary it is better to 
do it first and ask permission afterward," Mr. 
Hoover saw his cargoes safely stowed and the 
hatches battened down before he went to secure 
his clearance papers. 

"We must be permitted to leave at once," he 
declared urgently. "If I do not get four cargoes 
of food to Belgium by the end of the week, thou- 




Cbtiftniao m c m f i \? 

■'^cyT^ poor tliHbten of aitttttoetp 
\g ' W ^"'^ KnU'Jeattei) coiraaws 
^^^r^^r^ or rt» mattb «>tates tor tjrtt 
lucf Ctjriamas prtsmss. s» s» s* s» 

.■^tz,<ii</i ,,'i,;r./ >i.;-r tr.i^-e u/t-^-i^ ri/a/tt-n /<o, u , ' 

■ \ 

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A n t ^'v t; r p Prinied v\-ith the eld 




THE BELGIAN CHILDREN'S CHKISTMAS CARD, PRjlNTED 
AT THE PLANTIN MUSEUM IN ANTWERP. 



sands are going to die of starvation and many 
more may be shot in food riots." 

"Out of the question !" replied the cabinet min- 
ister, positively. "There is no time, in the first 
place, and if there were, there are no good 
wagons to be spared by the railways, no dock 
hands, and no steamers. Besides, the Channel is 
closed to merchant ships for a week to allow the 
passage of army transports." 



"I have managed to get all these things," 
Hoover interposed, "and am now through with 
them all except the steamers. This wire tells me 
that these are loaded and ready to sail, and I 
have come to you to arrange for their clearance." 

The distinguished official looked at Hoover 
aghast. "There have been men sent to the Tower 
for less than you have done, young man !" he 
exclaimed. "If it was for anything but Belgium 
relief, — if it was anybody but you, — I should hate 
to think of what might happen. As it is— I sup- 
pose I must congratulate you on a jolly clever 
coup. I '11 see about the clearance papers at 
once." 

First and last, the chief obstacles with which 
the Relief Commission had to deal were due to 
the suspicions of the two great antagonists, Eng- 
land and Germany, each of whom was bent on 
preventing the other from securing the slightest 
advantage from the least chance or mischance. 
Now it was the British Foreign Office which sent 
a long communication, fairly swathed in red tape, 
suggesting changes in relief methods which, if 
carried out, would have held up the food of seven 
million people for two days. In this stress Mr. 
Hoover dispensed with the services of a clerk and 
wrote the following letter, which served to lighten 
a dark day at the Foreign Office, in his own hand : 

Dear : 

It strikes me that trying to feed the Belgians is like 
trying to feed a hungry little kitten by means of a 
forty-foot bamboo pole, said kitten confined in a barred 
cage occupied by two hungry lions. 

Yours sincerely, 

Herbert C. Hoover. 

In April, 1915, a German submarine, in its zeal 
to nip England, torpedoed one of the Commis- 
sion's food-ships, and somewhat later an aero- 
plane tried to drop bombs on another. Mr. 
Hoover at once paid a flying visit to Berlin. He 
was assured that Germany regretted the incident 
and that it would not happen again. 

Another incident which throws light on the 
character and influence of our citizen of the 
world was related by Mr. Lloyd-George, the first 
man of England, to a group of friends at the 
Liberal Club. Here is the story in the great 
Welshman's own words : 

" 'Mr. Hoover,' I said, 'I find I am quite unable 
to grant your request in the matter of Belgian 
exchange, and I have asked you to come here that 
I might explain why.' Without waiting for me 
to go on, my boyish-looking caller began speak- 
ing. For fifteen minutes he spoke without a 
break— just about the clearest utterance I have 
ever heard on any subject. He used not a word 
too much, nor yet a word too few. By the time 



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he had finished I had come to realize not only 
the importance of his contentions, but, what was 
more to the point, the practicability of granting 
his request. So I did the only thing possible un- 
der the circumstances— told him I had never 



In February of this year Mr. Hoover came to 
America to tell about conditions in Belgium and 
the work of the Relief Commission. Looking his 
fellow-citizens quietly in the face he said: "Amer- 
ica has received virtually all the credit for the 




By courtesy of the Committee for Relief in Belgium. 

A BAND 01- BELGIAN CHILDREN AND THE OBJECTS OF THEIK AFFECTION. 



understood the question before, thanked him for 
helping me to understand it, and saw that things 
were arranged as he wanted them." 

As Mr. Lloyd-George was impressed by the 
quiet efficiency of his "boyish-looking caller," so 
the whole world was impressed by the masterly 
system with which the great work was carried 
forward. Wheat was bought by the ship-load in 
Argentina, transported to Belgium, where it was 
milled and made into bread, and then sold for 
less than the price in London. The details of dis- 
tribution were so handled as to remove all chance 
for waste and dishonesty ; and finally, the cost of 
the work itself— the total expense of the Relief 
Commission— was less than five eighths of one 
per cent, of the money expended. 

Many of the Belgians were, of course, able to 
pay for their food. They had property or securi- 
ties on which money could be raised. The desti- 
tute people were the peasants and wage-earners 
whose only dependence for daily bread— their 
daily labor— had been taken from them by the 
war. 



help given, and we do not deserve it. Out of 
$250,000,000 that have been spent, only $9,000,000 
have come from the United States, the rich na- 
tion blessed with peace— who owes, moreover, 
much of her present prosperity to the misfortunes 
of the unhappy Belgians, for the greater part of 
the money expended for relief supplies has come 
to this country." 

There is not a child in Belgium who does not 
know how Mr. Brand Whitlock, the American 
Ambassador, Mr. Hoover, and other American 
"Greathearts," have stood by them in their ter- 
rible need, just as they know that the wonderful 
"Christmas Ship," laden with gifts from children 
to children, came from America. They have 
come to look on the Stars and Stripes- as the sym- 
bol of all that is good and kind. 

All Americans who once realize that by far 
the greater part of the money spent for Belgium 
has come from the rations on whom the burdens 
of war are pressing heavily must want America 
to do much more. 

Do you know the story of the kind-hearted 



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passer-by who was so moved by the misfortune 
of a workman, hurt in an accident, that he ex- 
claimed aloud, in an agonized tone, "Poor fellow ! 
Poor, poor fellow !" Another bystander, how- 
ever, reached in his pocket and drew out some 
money. "Here," he said, turning to the first 
speaker, "I am sorry five dollars' worth. How 
sorry are you?" 

That is the question that Mr. Hoover has put 
to America: "What value do you put on your 



thankfulness for peace and prosperity and your 
sympathy for a suffering people less fortunate 
than yourselves .''" 

As we look at Mr. Hoover, however, we say, 
"In giving Iiim to the work, America has at least 
given of her best." And we like to think that he 
is truly American because his interests and sym- 
pathies are as broad as humanity, because all 
mankind is his business, because in deed and in 
truth he is "a citizen of the world." 



MARIE SKLODOWSKA CURIE: THE 
HEROINE OF RADIUM 

(" Heroines of Service'* — V) 

BY MARY R. PARKMAN 



"One truth discovered ts immortal and entitles its au- 
thor to be so; for, like a neiv substance in nature, it 
cannot be destroyed." 

Hazlitt. 

You would hardly think that a big, bare room, 
with rows of battered benches, and shelves and 
tables littered with all sorts of queer-looking jars 
and bottles, could be a hiding-place for fairies. 
Yet Marie's father, who was one of the wise men 
of Warsaw, said they were always to be found 
there. 

"Yes, little daughter," he said, "the fairies you 
may chance to meet with in the woods, peeping 
from behind trees and sleeping in flowers, are a 
tricksy, uncertain sort. The real fairies, who do 
things, are to be found in my dusty laboratory. 
They are the true wonder-workers, and there you 
may really catch them at work and learn some of 
their secrets." 

"But, Father, would n't the fairies like it better 
if it was n't quite so dusty there?" asked the 
child. 

"No doubt of it," replied the professor. "We 
need one fairy more to put us to rights " 

At a time when most little girls are playing 
vvith dolls, Marie was playing "fairy" in the big 
classroom, dusting the tables and shelves, and 
washing the glass tubes and other things that her 
father used as he talked to his students "I think 
we might see the fairies better if I make all these 
glasses clear and shiny," said Marie. 

"Can I trust your little fingers not to let things 
fall?" asked her father. "Remember, my funny 
glasses are precious. It might cost us a dinner 
if you should let one slip." 



The professor soon found that his little daug^l- 
ter never let anything slip— either the things he 
used or the things he said. "Such a wise little 
fairy and such a busy one !" he would say. "I 
don't know how we could do our work without 
her." 

If Professor Ladislaus Sklodowski had not 
loved his laboratory teaching above all else, he 
would have known that he was overworked. As it 
wai, \\z counted himself fortunate in being able to 
serve ^Vuth and to enlist others in her service. 
For the professor's zeal was of the kind that 
kindles enthusiasm. If you had seen the faces of 
those Polish students as they hung on his words 
and watched breathlessly the result of an experi- 
ment, you would have known that they, too, be- 
lieved in the wonder-working fairies. 

It seems as if the Polish people have a greater 
love and understanding of the unseen powers of 
the world than is given to many other nations. 
If you read the story of Poland's tragic struggles 
against foes within and without until, finally, the 
stronger surrounding countries — Germany, Aus- 
tria, and Russia— divided her territory as spoil 
among themselves and she ceased to exist as a 
distinct nation, you will understand why her chil- 
dren have sought refuge in the things of the 
spirit. They have in a wonderful degree the 
courage that rises above the most unfriendly cir- 
cumstances and says : 

"One day with life and heart 
Is more than time enough to find a world," 

Some of them, like Chopin and Paderewski, have 
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it in poetry and romance ; and still others in sci- 
ence. The girl who dreamed of fairies in her 
father's classroom was to discover the greatest 
marvel of modern science— a discovery that 
opened up a new world to the masters of physics 
and chemistry of our day. 

Marie's mother, who had herself been a 
teacher, died when the child was very small ; and 
so it happened that the busy father had to take 
sole care of her and make the laboratory do duty 
as nursery and playroom. It was not strange 
that the bright, thoughtful little girl learned to 
love the things that were so dear to her father's 
heart. Would he not rather buy things for his 
work than have meat for dinner ? Did he not 
wear the same shabby kaftan (the full Russian 
top-coat that looks like a dressing-gown) year 
after year in order that he might have material 
for important experiments ? Truth was, indeed, 
more than meat and the love of learning more 
than raiment in that home, and the little daughter 
drank in his enthusiasm with the queer laboratory 
smells which were her native air and the breath 
of life to her. 

The time came when the child had to leave 
this nursery to enter school, but always, when 
the day's session was over, she went directly to 
that other school where she listened, fascinated, to 
■all her father taught about the wonders of the 
inner world of atoms and mysterious forces that 
make the visible world in which we live. She 
still believed in fairies, — oh, yes! — but now she 
knew their names. There were the rainbow 
fairies,— light-waves, that make all the colors we 
see,— and many more our eyes are not able to 
discover, but which we can capture by interesting 
experiments. There were sound-waves, too, and 
the marvelous forces we call electricity, magnet- 
ism, and gravitation. When she was nine years 
old, it was second nature to care for her father's 
batteries, beakers, and retorts, and to help pre- 
pare the apparatus that he used. The students 
marveled at the child's skill and knowledge, and 
called her with admiring affection "professor- 
owna" (daughter-professor). 

There was a world besides the wonderland of 
the laboratory, of which Marie was soon aware. 
This was the world of fear, where the powers of 
Russia ruled. In 1861 the Poles had made a vain 
attempt to win their independence, and when 
Marie was a little girl (she was born in 1867), 
the authorities tried to stamp out any further 
sparks of possible rebellion by adopting unusually 
harsh measures. It was a crime to speak the 
Polish language in the schools and to talk of the 
old, happy days when Poland was a nation. If 
any one was even suspected of looking forward 



to a better time when the people would not be 
persecuted by the police or forced to bribe un- 
principled officials for a chance to conduct their 
business without interference, he was carried off 
to the cruel, yellow-walled prison near the citadel, 
and perhaps sent to a life of exile in Siberia. 
Since knowledge means independent thought and 
capacity for leadership, the high schools and uni- 




MAlill". SKLdlxIWSKA ( (•KIK.. 



versities were particularly under suspicion. Years 
afterward, when Marie spoke of this reign of 
terror, her eyes flashed and her lips were set in 
a thin white line. 

"Every corridor of my father's school had 
finger-posts pointing to Siberia!" she declared 
dramatically. 

When Marie was sixteen, she graduated from 
the "gymnasium" for girls, receiving a gold 
medal for excellence in mathematics and sciences. 
In Russia, as in Germany, the gymnasium corre- 
sponds to our high school, but also covers some 
of the work of the first two years of college. The 
name gymnasium signifies a place where the mind 
is exercised and made strong in preparation for 
the work of the universities. 

The position as governess to the daughters of 
a Russian nobleman was offered to the brilliant 
girl with the sweet, serious eyes and gentle voice. 
As it meant independence and a chance to travel 
and learn the ways of the world, Marie agreed to 
undertake the work. 

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THE HEROINE OF RADIUM 



[May, 



Now, for the first time in her life, the young 
PoHsh girl knew work that was not a labor of 
love. Her pupils cared nothing for the things 
that meant everything to her. How they loved 
luxury and show and gay chatter ! How indif- 
ferent they were to truth that would make the 
world wiser and happier. 

"How strangely you look. Mademoiselle 
Marie," said the little Countess Olga, one day, 
in the midst of her French lesson. "Your eyes 
seem to see things far away." 

Marie was truly looking past her pupils, past 
the rich apartment, beyond Russia, into the great 
world of opportunity for all earnest workers. 
She had overheard something about another plot 
among the students of Warsaw, and knew that 
some of her father's pupils had been put under 
arrest. 

"Suppose they should try to make me testify 
against my friends," said the girl to herself. "I 
must leave Russia at once. My savings will 
surely take me to Paris, and there I may get a 
place as helper in one of the big laboratories, 
where I can learn as I work." 

The eyes that had been dark with fear an in- 
stant before became bright with hope. Eagerly 
she planned a disguise and a way to slip off the 
very next night while the household was in the 
midst of the excitement of a masquerade ball. 

Everything went well, and in due time she 
found her trembling self and her slender posses- 
sions safely stowed away on a train that was 
moving rapidly toward the frontier and freedom. 
No one gave a second thought to the little elderly 
woman with gray hair and spectacles who sat 
staring out of the window of her compartment at 
the fields and trees rushing by in the darkness 
and the starry heavens that the train seemed to 
carry with it. Her plain black dress and veil 
seemed those of a self-respecting, upper-class 
servant, who was perhaps going to the bedside 
of a dying son. 

"I feel almost as old as I look," Marie was say- 
ing to herself. "But how can a girl who is all 
alone in the world, with no one to know what 
happens to her, help feeling old ? Down in my 
heart, though, I know that life is just beginning. 
There is something waiting for me beyond the 
blackness — something that needs just little me." 

It was a wonderful relief when the solitary 
journey was over and the elderly disguise laid 
aside. "Shall I ever feel really care-free again?" 
said the young woman, who was not quite twenty- 
four. But not for a moment did she doubt that 
there was work waiting for her in the big, unex- 
plored world. 

During those early days in Paris, Marie often 



had reason to be grateful for the plain living of 
her childhood that had made her independent of 
creature comforts. Now she knew actual want 
in her cold garret, furnished only with a cot and 
chair, like a hermit's cell. She lived, too, on her- 
mit's fare— black bread and milk. But even when 
it was so cold that the milk was frozen, — cold 
comfort, indeed!— the fire of her enthusiasm 
knew no chill. Day after day she walked from 
laboratory to laboratory, begging to be given a 
chance as assistant, but always with the same 
result. It was man's work ; why did she not look 
for a place in a milliner's shop? 

One day she renevi^ed her appeal to Professor 
Lippman in the Sorbonne research laboratories. 
Something in the still, pale face and deep-set, 
earnest eyes caught the attention of the busy 
man. Perhaps this strange, determined girl was 
starving ! And besides, the crucibles and test- 
tubes were truly in sad need of attention. Grudg- 
ingly he bade her clean the various accessories 
and care for the furnace. Fler deftness and skill 
in handling the materials, and a practical sug- 
gestion that proved of value in an important ex- 
periment, attracted the favorable notice of the 
professor. He realized that the slight girl with 
the foreign look and accent, whom he had taken 
in out of an impulse of pity, was likely to become 
one of his most valuable helpers. 

A new day dawned for the ambitious young 
woman. While supporting herself by her labora- 
tory work, she completed in two years the uni- 
versity course for a degree in mathematics, and, 
two years later, she won a second degree in 
physics and chemistry. In the meantime her 
enthusiasm for science and her undaunted cour- 
age in the face of difficulties and discouragements 
attracted the admiration of a fellow-worker, 
Pierre Curie, one of the most promising of the 
younger professors. 

"I love you, and we both love the same things," 
he said one day. "Would it not be happier to 
live and work together than alone ?" 

And so began that wonderful partnership of 
two great scientists, whose hard work and heroic 
struggle, crowned at last by brilliant success, has 
been an inspiration to earnest workers ttie world 
over. 

Madame Curie set up a little laboratory in their 
apartment, and toiled over her experiments at all 
hours. Her baby daughter was often bathed and 
dressed in this workroom among the test-tubes 
and the interesting fumes of advanced research. 

"Irene is as happy in the atmosphere of science 
as her mother was," said Madame Curie to one 
of her husband's brother-professors who seemed 
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"And if I could afford the best possible nurse, 
she could not take my place ! For my baby and 
I know the joy of living and growing together 
with those we love." 

What was the problem that the mother was 
working over even while she sewed for her little 
girl or rocked her to sleep to the gentle crooning 
of an old Polish folk-song, whose melody Chopin 
has wrought into one of his tenderest nocturnes ? 

The child who used to delight in experiments 
with light-waves in her father's laboratory was 
interested in the strange glow which Professor 




MADAMK ANU DK, CURIE AND THIilK LITTl.li UAUGHTEK U^ENE 

Becquerel had found that the substance known as 
uranium gave off spontaneously. Like the X-rays, 
this light passes through wood and other bodies 
opaque to sunlight. Madame Curie became deeply 
interested in the problem of the nature of the 
Becquerel rays and their wonderful properties, 
such as that of making the air a conductor for 
electricity. One day she discovered that pitch- 
blende, the black mineral from which uranium 
is extracted, was more radioactive (that is, it 
gave off more powerful rays) than the isolated 
substance itself, and she came to the conclusion 
that there was some other element in the ore 
which, could it be extracted, would prove more 
valuable than uranium. 

With infinite patience and the skill of highly 
trained specialists in both physics and chemistry, 
Madame Curie and her husband worked to obtain 
this unknown substance. At times Pierre Curie 
all but lost heart at the seemingly insurmountable 



obstacles in the way. "It cannot be done !" he 
exclaimed one day, with a groan. "Truly, 'Na- 
ture has buried Truth deep in the bottom of the 
sea.' " 

"But man can dive, clicr ami," said his wife, 
with a heartening smile. "Think of the joy when 
one comes up at last with the pearl— the pearl of 
truth !" 

At last their toil was rewarded, and two new 
elements were separated from pitchblende — polo- 
nium, so named by Madame Curie in honor of her 
native Poland, and radium, the most marvelous 
of all radioactive substances. 
.\ tiny pinch of radium, which 
is a grayish white powder not 
unlike coarse salt in appear- 
ance, gives out a strange glow 
something like that of fire- 
flies, but bright enough to 
read by. Moreover, light and 
heat are radiated by this magic 
element with no apparent 
waste of its own amount or 
energy. Radium can also 
make some other substances, 
diamonds for instance, shine 
with a light like its own, and 
it makes the air a conductor 
of electricity. Its weird glow 
passes through bone almost 
as readily as through tissue- 
paper or through flesh, and it 
even penetrates an inch-thick 
iron plate. 

The Curies now woke to 
find not only Paris but the 
world ringing with the fame 
of their discovery. The modest workers wanted 
nothing, however, but the chance to go on with 
their research. Their famous accomplishment 
opened a new world of interesting possibilities, 
a world which they longed above all things to 
explore. 

Their one trouble was the difiiculty of procur- 
ing enough of the precious element they had dis- 
covered to go on with their experiments. Because 
radium is not only rare, but also exceedingly hard 
to extract from the ore, it is a hundred times 
more precious than pure gold. It is said that five 
tons of pitchblende were treated before a trifling 
pinch of the magic powder was secured. It would 
take over two thousand tons of the mineral to 
produce a pound of radium. Moreover, it was 
not easy to secure the ore, as practically all the 
known mines were in Austria, and those in con- 
trol exacted as great a profit as possible. 
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the way of our obtaining the necessary material 
to go on with our work," lamented Pierre Curie. 
"What we discover belongs to the world — to any 
one who can use it." 

"We have passed other lions in the way. This, 
too, we shall pass," said Mjidame Curie, quietly. 

They lived in a tiny house in an obscure subur!) 
of Paris, giving all that they possessed— the mod- 
est income gained from teaching and lecturing, 
their share of the Nobel prize of $40,000, which, 
in 1903, was divided between them and Professor 
Becquerel — together with all their time and all 
their skill and knowledge, to their wOrk. 

For recreation they went for walks in the coun- 
try with little Irene, often stopping for dinner at 
quaint inns among the trees. On one such eve- 
ning, when Dr. Curie had just declined the decora- 
tion of the Legion of Honor, because it had ''no 
bearing on his work," his small daughter climbed 
on his knee and slipped a red geranium into his 
buttonhole, saying, with comical solemnity: "You 
are now decorated with the Legion of Honor. 
Pray, Monsieur, what do you intend to do 
about it ?" 

"I like this emblem much better than a glitter- 
ing star on a bit of red ribbon, and I love the 
hand that put it there," replied the father, his 
face lighting up with one of his rare smiles. "In 
this case I make no objection." 

Other honors, which meant increased oppor- 
tunity for work, were quietly accepted. Pierre 
Curie was elected to the French Academy— the 
greatest honor his country can bestow on her 
men of genius and achievement. Madame Curie 
received the degree of Doctor of Physical Sci- 
ence, and— a distinction shared with no other 
woman — the position of special lecturer at the 
Sorbonne, in Paris. 

One day in 1906, when Dr. Curie, his mind 
intent on an absorbing problem, was absent-mind- 
edly hurrying across a wet street, he slipped and 
fell under a passing truck and was instantly 
killed. When they attempted to break the news 
to Madame Curie by telling her that her husband 
had been hurt in an accident, she looked past 
them with a white, set face, and repeated over 
and over to herself, as if trying to get her bear- 
ings in the new existence that stretched blackly 
before her, "Pierre is dead; Pierre is dead." 

Now, as on that night when she was leaving 
Russia for an unknown world, she saw a gleam 
in the blackness — there was work to be done ! 
There was something waiting in the shadowy fu- 
ture for her, something that she alone could do. 
Then her eyes fell on her two little girls (Irene 
was now eight years old and baby Eve was 
three), who were standing quietly near with big, 



wondering eyes fixed on their mother's strange 
face. 

"Forgive me, darlings !" she cried, gathering 
her children into her arms. "We must try hard 
to go on with the work Father loved. Together 
is a magic word for us still, little daughters !" 

Everybody wondered at the courage and quiet 
power with which Madame Curie went out to 
meet her new life. She succeeded to her hus- 
band's professorship, and carried on his special 
lines of investigation as well as her own. The 
value of her work to science and to humanity 
may be indicated by the fact that in 191 1 the 
Nobel prize was again awarded to her — the only 
time it has ever been given more than once to 
the same person. 

At home, she tried to be father as well as 
mother. She took the children for walks in the 
evening, and while she sewed on their dresses and 
knitted them mittens and mufflers, she told them 
stories of the wonderland of science. 

"Why do you take time to write down every- 
thing you do ?" asked Eve one day, as she looked 
over her mother's shoulder at the neat note-book 
in which the world-famous scientist was sum- 
ming up the work of the day. 

"Why does a seaman keep a log, deary?" the 
mother questioned with a smile. "A laboratory 
is just like a ship, and I want things shipshape. 
Every day with me is like a voyage— a voyage 
of discovery." 

"But why do you put question-marks every- 
where, Mother?" persisted the child. 

It was true that the pages fairly bristled with 
interrogation-points. Madame Curie laughed as 
if she had never noticed this before. "It is good 
to have an inquiring mind, child," she said. "I 
am like my children ; I love to ask questions. 
And when one gets an answer, — when you really 
discover something, — it only leads to more ques- 
tions ; and so we go on from one thing to an- 
other." 

When Madame Curie was asked on one occa- 
sion to what she attributed her success, she re- 
plied, without hesitation : "To my excellent train- 
ing: first, under my father, who taught me to 
wonder and to test ; second, under my husband, 
who understood and encouraged me ; and third, 
under my children, who question me !" 

It is the day of one of Madame Curie's lec- 
tures. The dignified halls of the university are 
a-flutter with many visitors from the world of 
wealth and fashion. There, too, are distinguished 
scientists from abroad, among whom are Lord 
Kelvin, Sir Oliver Lodge, and Sir William Ram- 
say. The President of France and his wife enter 
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of Portugal and the Shah of Persia. The plod- 
ding students and the sober men of learning, 
ranged about the hall, blink at the brilliant com- 
pany like owls suddenly brought into the sunlight. 

At a given moment the hum of conversation 
dies away and the assemblage rises to its feet 
as a little black-robed figure steps in and stands 
before them on the platform. There is an in- 




" SHE IS SLIGHT, ALMOST PATHETICALLY FKAIL, 
THIS QUEEN OF SCIENCE." 

stant's stillness,— a hush of indrawn breath you 
can almost hear,— and then the audience gives 
expression to its enthusiasm in a sudden roar of 
applause. The little woman lifts up her hand 
appealingly. All is still again and she begins to 
speak. 

She is slight, almost pathetically frail, this 
queen of science. You feel as if all her life had 
gone into her work. Her face is pale, and her 
hair is only a shadow above her serious brow. 



But the deep-set eyes glow, and the quiet voice 
somehow holds the attention of those least con- 
cerned with the problems of advanced physics. 

Rank and wealth mean nothing to this little 
black-robed professor. It is said that when she 
was requested by the president to give a special 
demonstration of radium and its marvels before 
the Shah of Persia, she amazed his Serene High- 
ness by showing much more concern for her tiny 
tube of white powder than for his distinguished 
favor. When the royal guest, who had never felt 
any particular need of exercising self-control, 
saw the uncanny light that was able to pass 
through plates of iron, he gave a startled ex- 
clamation and made a sudden movement that 
tipped over the scientist's material. Now it was 
the Lady Professor's turn to be alarmed. To 
pacify her, the Shah held out a costly ring from 
his royal finger, but this extraordinary woman 
with the pale face paid not the slightest atten- 
tion ; she could not be bribed to forget the peril 
of her precious radium. It is to be doubted if the 
Eastern potentate had ever been treated with such 
scant ceremony. 

In 191 1, Madame Curie's name was proposed 
for election to the Academy of Sciences. While 
it was admitted that her rivals for the vacancy 
were below her in merit, she failed of being 
elected by two votes. There was a general pro- 
test, since it was felt that service of the first 
order had gone unrecognized merely because the 
candidate happened to be a woman. It was stated, 
however, that Madame Curie was not rejected 
for this reason, but because it was thought wise 
to give that vacancy to Professor Branly, who 
had given Marconi valuable aid in his invention 
of wireless telegraphy, and who, since he was 
then an old man, would probably not have an- 
other chance for the honor. As Madame Curie, 
on the other hand, was only forty-three, she could 
well wait for another vacancy. 

Since the outbreak of the present war the 
world has heard nothing new of the work of the 
Heroine of Radium. We do not doubt, how- 
ever, that like all the women of France and all 
her men of science, she is giving her strength 
and knowledge to the utmost in the service of 
her adopted country. But we know, also, that 
just as surely she is seeing the pure light of truth 
shining through the blackness, and that she is 
"following the gleam." When the clouds of war 
shall have cleared away, we may see that her 
labors now, as in the past, have not only been 
of service to her country, but also to humanity. 
For Truth knows no boundaries of nation or 
race, and he or she who serves Truth serves all 
men. 



THE ADVENTURES OF PIANG, THE 
MORO JUNGEE BOY 



BY FLORENCE P 

THE SECRET OF THE LAKE 
After distributing food among the starving hill 
Mores, Lieutenant Lewis, through his interpreter, 
asked Dato (chief) Kali Pandapatan if he knew 
anything about the mysterious rice that had re- 
cently been discovered floating on Lake Lanao. 

"It is true it has been found there," replied 
Kali. "The Good Spirit must send it, as rice 
has never been grown in that district and no 
other source is known." 

"Have you a good runner, some one you can 
trust, to investigate this matter for the Govern- 
ment ?" 

"The boy Piang is fleeter than the wind, surer 
than the sun," proudly replied the chief. 
"Piang !" he called. 

From out the crowd stepped a slender faun of 
a youth. Kali spoke a few curt words to him. 
The boy nodded assent, turned, and disappeared 
into the jungle. 

"Wait!" protested the lieutenant; "he has been 
given no directions." 

A smile broke over Kali Pandapatan's face. 

"Piang needs no directions, no advice. No 
jungle is too thick for him to penetrate, no water 
so deep as to hide its secrets from him. Piang 
will bring news of the rice. I have spoken." 

The Jungle was terrible. Everywhere Piang 
came across victims of the drought. Little mon- 
keys, huddled together, cried like babies ; big 
birds, perched on the sun-scorched trees, were 
motionless. He stumbled over something soft. 
Always alert, his bolo (knife) was ready in an 
instant, but there was no need for it. He was 
looking into the dying eyes of a little musk-deer. 
Pity and misgiving filled his heart, and he won- 
dered if he would be able to reach the Big Pass 
before he starved. Surely, up there it would be 
different; they always had rain, and if he could 
only hold out— A snuff-like dust constantly rose 
from the decayed vegetation ; it pained his nos- 
trils, and he muffled his face in his head-cloth as 
he penetrated deeper into the jungle. He must 
reach a clearing before night; it would mean 
almost certain death to sleep in the jungle's poi- 
sonous atmosphere. There was a spot farther up, 
and he worked his way toward it, determined to 
reach it for his first night. The liana-vine that 
he cut for water was dry. He listened for the 



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trickle of a brook. The jungle is usually full of 
little streams, but no sound rewarded his vigi- 
lance. Stumbling along, he began to think his 
journey would end there, when he was startled 
by loud chattering. A monkey settlement ! They 
were too lively to be famishing for water. 
Spurred on by hope, he redoubled his efforts, 
and was rewarded by the sight of a cocoanut 
grove in a clearing. 

There was a general protest from the inhabi- 
tants as he made his appearance, but he paid no 
attention to the monkey insults hurled at him, 
and gratefully picked up the cocoanuts with 
which they bombarded him. Shaking each one, 
he tossed it from him. They were all dry. The 
monkeys were too clever to waste any nuts that 
had water in them. Piang tied his feet loosely 
together with his head-cloth, and, using it as a 
brace, hopped up one of the trees as easily as a 
monkey itself could have done. One cocoanut 
after another he drained, and when his thirst was 
slaked, he amused himself by returning the bom- 
bardment. He was surrounded by monkey snip- 
ers. Piang laughingly rubbed his head where one 
of their shots had struck home, and, with careful 
aim, showered the trees ; gradually the monkeys 
began to disperse. He had won ; the fun was 
over. He watched them scold and fuss as they 
retreated into the jungle, regretting that he had 
not kept them with him a while for company. 

The big sun was dipping into the trees now, 
and he descended to gather material for his bed. 
High up in the cocoanut-trees Piang built his 
couch. He selected two trees that were close 
together, and, cutting strips of rattan, bound stalks 
of bamboo together, making a platform which 
he la.shed to the trees, far out of reach of night 
prowlers. He dipped into his scanty provisions, 
and then, scrambling to his nest, covered himself 
with palm branches, which afford warmth as well 
as protection from the unhealthy dew, and sank 
into an untrouliled slumber. 

Piang started guiltily. He must have over- 
slept. The sun was high, but for some reason 
the heat had not awakened him. Sitting up, 
he rubbed his eyes, sniffed the air, and uttered 
a shout of joy. A gentle rain was trickling 
through the foliage ; the spell was broken ; the 
jungle would live again ! After hastily gather- 
ing a few nuts he climbed down the tree and 



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[May, 



prepared for his journey, thankful that the 
drought was to I)e ended by the gentle "iiquid 
sunshine," as it is called, instead of a violent 
typhoon. 

It was very difficult traveling. The sun was 
not visible during the afternoon, and Piang lost 
his direction. Blundering here and there, he 
often came back to the same place. It was no 
use ; he could not find the trail without the assist- 
ance of sun or stars. Sometimes it was days 
before either could penetrate the dense mist that 
accompanies the tropical rains. Discouraged, he 
threw himself on the ground. 

A gentle, monotonous murmur gradually at- 
tracted his attention. Springing up, he parted 
the foliage, and shouted. A broad river was 
sweeping by; he had reached the Big Pass. 

For more than two days Piang fought steadily 
through the entanglement of cogan-grass and 
vicious vines, cutting and hewing his way, afraid 
to cross the river and follow the Ganassi trail. 
Finally, one rosy dawn he came upon the lake 
as it sparkled and shimmered in the early light. 
The boy held his breath, delighted with the 
beauty and astonished at the view. Far in the 
distance mountains rose in a blue and purple 
haze. The lake was nestled in the heart of them, 
fed by many clear brooks and springs. 

All that day from his retreat, built high among 
the trees, Piang watched the lake people ply their 
way to and fro across the water. Somewhere on 
that lake was the secret of the floating rice, and 
the boy was determined to discover the truth. 
He hid before dawn at the water's edge near a 
spot that he had noticed was much frequented. 
As usual, a swarm of natives visited it about 
noon. Piang watched them dip gourds and cocoa- 
nut-shell cups into the water. They strained it 
through cloths, repeating and repeating the ac- 
tion. He was sure it was the coveted rice they 
were gathering, and impatiently waited for them 
to go ; no sooner had they departed, however, than 
others arrived to take up the task. There was 
nothing to do but again wait for dawn, and Piang 
wriggled himself back to his grove and mounted 
his platform home. 

At last it was light — at last he could see into 
the clear lake ! Climbing out on the rocks as far 
as he could, he let himself into the cool water. 
How he rejoiced at the feel of it, and how easily 
he slipped along toward the spot on the shore 
where he had watched the natives the day before. 

He looked for signs of rice. Water-weeds 
tricked him ; bubbles vanished as he reached to 
grasp them. Round and round he swam, and 
finally his hands closed over something small and 
slippery. Breathlessly he fingered it, and opening 



his hand as he trod water, he beheld the mushy 
rice grains. 

Taking a long survey, he assured himself that 
there was no one in sight. Yesterday the Moros 
had not come before noon; and if he worked 
quickly, he might discover the secret to-day. 
Taking a long breath, Piang dived straight down, 
and, swimming along the bottom, examined the 
rocks carefully; but he came back to the surface 
none the wiser for his plunge. A puzzled look 
puckered his face. Tilting his head to one side, 
he considered. That was surely rice ; it did n't 
grow here, so it must come from under the water. 
With a determined look, he grasped his nose with 
one hand, and, holding the other above his head, 
sank out of sight. This time he swam nearer 
the surface, and he saw that there was more 
rice floating by than he had imagined. It was not 
coming from the bottom either; it was drifting 
from the center of the lake ! 

Excitedly he headed in that direction, swim- 
ming under water whenever he lost the trail of 
the rice. It was not strange that it only came 
to the top in that one spot. There was a strong 
current that bore it upward, whirling it in an 
eddy before it sank to the bottom. Farther, far- 
ther he went— always toward the center of the 
lake ; and always the rice grew thicker. Eagerly 
he plunged forward, swimming face down, eyes 
opened, watching the rice. 

He stopped. What was that dark object rest- 
ing on the bottom? He did not know how ex- 
hausted he was until he paused for breath ; then, 
knowing that his next dive would take him far 
down, he rolled over on his back and floated 
quietly. Burning with curiosity, he could hardly 
wait to see what was there. Slowly he swam 
downward. Something warned him to be more 
careful, and afterward he was grateful for his 
caution, for had he plunged recklessly to the 
bottom here, in all probability it would have been 
his last dive. 

He was conscious of a large body moving near 
him, and dodged just in time to avoid a collision, 
striking out for the top. Lying flat on the water, 
he peered into the depth and discovered several 
dark things swimming about. Frightened at first, 
he remembered that sharks and crocodiles do not 
live in mountain lakes. Bravely he descended, 
but this time he swam with his bolo (knife) in 
his hand. Down— down — and again he saw the 
queer, square-looking things flopping about. 
They were huge tortoises and were clustered 
around a darker object at the very bottom of the 
lake. Once more Piang came to the top. He was 
not afraid now; tortoises do not fight unless at- 
tacked, and the boy could easily outswim any of 



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the clumsy creatures. But what were they doing 
out there in the middle of the lake? Tortoises 
live near shoals, and feed on fungi and roots. 
As he plunged down once more, he met a strong 
up-current; it seemed as if millions of fish 



and fish paid no attention to him, and he exam- 
ined it carefully. The big tube sticking up in its 
middle Piang recognized as the thing that belches 
smoke, and along the sides, covered with slime 
and weeds, were small black objects. He had 




"OVER AND OVER TIIEV ROLLED, SPLASHING AND FIGHTING." (SEE NEXT PAGE. 



were darting here and there, snapping at some- 
thing. It was rice ! Gradually it dawned on 
Piang that he had reached his goal ; the tortoise 
had reached it first, and the secret lay hidden in 
that dark thing at the bottom of the lake. 

Frantically but steadily he worked his way 
down, avoiding weeds and driftwood. The 
water grew calmer as he neared the bottom, the 
rush of the current less. His breath was almost 
gone ; he could only stand it a few seconds longer, 
but he must see what it was down there. With 
one supreme effort, he struggled and reached the 
sand of the lake floor. A trifle dazed, he looked 
about, and there, towering above him, was a ship ! 

Piang was almost unconscious when he reached 
the air. Had he been dreaming? How could 
a ship be resting on the bottom of Lake Lanao? 
Restraining his curiosity, he forced himself to 
rest. Lying on his back again, he took long reg- 
ular breaths until he was entirely rested. Slowly 
he descended, and, avoiding contact with the logy 
tortoise, circled around the dark thing. Yes, it 
was a boat. Piang had seen only one other boat 
like it in his life. It was only about thirty-five 
feet long, but to the boy it seemed to rise above 
him like a mountain. Fascinated, he sank lower 
until he was standing on the deck. The tortoises 



heard that these boats hurl "hot-spit" into the 
jungle when they are angry, and he supposed it 
must come from these ugly things. All this occu- 
pied only a few seconds, but to Piang it seemed 
like years. Making a hasty ascent, he again filled 
his lungs and prepared to explore farther. As he 
worked his way back, he crossed the current that 
was bearing the rice to the surface, and remem- 
bered his mission. Following the milky trail, he 
arrived at the stern of the boat and shuddered to 
see the mass of animal life clustered there. 
Worming his way beside it, he frightened the 
swarming creatures and they scattered, leaving 
him a clear view of the boat. Only one old tor- 
toise refused to be disturbed, and Piang watched 
it pull and bite at something. He was very close 
to it, when suddenly something blinded him. He 
put out his hands to ward it off, but the rush 
increased, and when he fought his way to the top 
his hands were full of soggy rice. The old tor- 
toise had torn the end of a rice-sack, and the con- 
tents were being whirled upward. 

As the boy lay on the water, reviewing his 
remarkable discovery, his strength almost ex- 
hausted, he was startled into the realization of 
a new danger. Quickly he dived, but not before 
a man in a vinta, headed that way, had seen him. 



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[May, 



Piang was caught. In his excitement he had 
failed to watch for the coming of his enemies, 
and now he must fight. Swiftly the vinta ap- 
proached- Piang could see it through the water, 
and he watched until it was over his head. With 
a lunge, he struck at it with all his might, upset- 
ting it and throwing the occupant out. With a 
yell the man grabbed Piang, and the startled boy 
recognized his old enemy Sicto, the outcast, who 
drifted from tribe to tribe, a parasite on all who 
would tolerate him. He was making his home 
with the lake people just now, and had discovered 
Piang's hiding-place. Guessing that the boy was 
after the secret of the rice, he had watched his 
chance and had pounced on him when the boy 
was least able to protect himself. 

Over and over they rolled, splashing and fight- 
ing. Piang was struggling for breath, but luckily 
he still had his bolo in his hand. The big bully 
was sure to win the fight unless Piang could 
escape soon, as he was already winded and ex- 
hausted. A happy thought flashed through his 
mind. He watched for one of the tortoises to 
swim near the surface, and then shrieking, 
"Crocodile!" he pointed toward it. When the 
frightened Sicto shrank from the tortoise, Piang 
struck with all his might, but he was so weak 
and his knife was so heavy that he only stunned 
his adversary. 

Then he was away like a flash. Before the 
bully could recover, Piang had righted the vinta 
and was paddling off in the direction of the river. 
Sicto tried to follow him, but Piang only laughed 
and paddled faster. He was free again, had a 
boat, and knew the secret of the rice ! Allah was 
indeed good to little Piang. 

Stubbornly he fought the current ; patiently he 
worked against the swift water. At last he was 
in the river, but he knew that the Moros were in 
pursuit by now. That they did not appear in the 
river behind him was no reason to feel safe. He 
was sure they would try to head him off on foot, 
as the river wound round and round through the 
valleys. The odds were certainly against Piang. 
He was in a strange country, unfamiliar with the 
trails, and being hunted by the swiftest tribe of 
Moros. The Ganassi trail was out of the ques- 
tion. It would be lined with the lake people 
watching for him. The jungle he had worked his 
way through would be searched and his recent 
camping sites discovered. Every passable trail to 
his home would be watched. 

Suddenly Piang remembered the "Americano" 
soldiers ! They lived somewhere off in the other 
direction, beyond the terrible marshlands. With- 
out a moment's hesitation, he headed toward the 
shore, pulled up the vinta, and secured it. He 



then plunged into the stream and swam to the 
opposite shore. When the lake people found the 
vinta, they would search that side of the jungle. 
Piang was pleased at his ruse. 

Bravely the boy faced his only avenue of es- 
cape. The journey through the marshlands and 
over the mountains was considered impossible, 
but Piang was not discouraged. Searching the 
surrounding jungle, he made sure that he had 
not been discovered, and, turning his back on his 
home as well as on his enemies, headed toward 
the distant peaks, the Dos Hermanos. 

"Halt !" The sentry on Post No. 4 wheeled and 
took aim. There was another rustle in the bushes. 
"Halt !" came the second warning. Luckily the 
man was an old soldier, whose nerves were well 
seasoned. There would only be one more warn- 
ing; the bullet would come then. Tensely the 
sentry listened. In the jungle one does not wait 
long out of curiosity. Just as he was about to 
utter his ultimatum and emphasize it with lead, 
a slender form tottered through the bushes and 
fell to the ground. 

"Sure, an' he 's a-playin' dead. None of that 
game for yer Uncle Dudley," and the Irishman, 
coming to port arms, sang out : 

"Corporal of the guard. Number Four !" Never 
taking his eyes off the still form, he waited. 

"What 's up?" called the corporal, as he came 
double-timing up the trail with his squad. 

"Suspicious greaser," and the sentry pointed at 
the prostrate form. Cautiously they approached 
it. Too many times their humane sympathy had 
been rewarded by treachery. The native did not 
stir. One of the guard poked him with his foot. 
There was no resistance. 

"Guess he 's all in, all right," announced the 
corporal. "Heave him up. Never mind the 
leeches ; they won't hurt you," and the boy was 
lifted to the top of a woodpile. He bore the 
marks of the jungle. His hands and feet were 
riddled by thorns, and in places they had pene- 
trated too deep to be removed. His ribs showed 
plainly through the tightly pulled skin, and every- 
where leeches clung to him, sucking the blood 
from his tired body. The long hair had been 
jerked from his customary chignon and was 
straggling around the head. His lithe arms hung 
listlessly at his side. 

"Gosh, he needs a wash bad enough. Must 
have been starving, too." And with his bayonet 
the corporal removed the black hair from the 
face. Uttering an exclamation, he bent over him : 

"Well, I '11 be dinged ! This is the kid Lieu- 
tenant Lewis sent up to the lake ! How in tarna- 
tion did he get to us from this direction?" The 



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men silently exchanged glances, each remember- 
ing their fruitless attempts to make a trail over 
the Dos Hermanos. Forcing water between the 
parched lips, the corporal gently shook Piang. 
The boy opened his eyes and shuddered. 

"You 're all right now, little 'un," he heard ; 




"A SLENDEK FORM TOTTERED THROUGH THE BUSHES." 



and although Piang did not understand the lan- 
guage, he responded to the kind tone with a 
weak smile. Slowly getting to his elbow, he mo- 
tioned toward the garrison : 

"Hombre!" ("Man!") he muttered. It was 
the only Spanish word he knew, and the soldiers 
guessed that he wanted Lieutenant Lewis. 

"Why, the boy's story is incredible, Lewis. It is 
simply impossible that a gunboat could be at the 
bottom of Lake Lanao," General Beech protested, 
as he walked to and fro in front of his desk in the 
administration building. 

"If you will search the records at headquarters, 
sir, I think you will find mention of three gun- 
boats that were shipped to this island by the Span- 
ish Government and that mysteriously disap- 
peared on the eve of our occupancy." 

And so it turned out. Inquiries among the 
older natives of the barrio (village) brought con- 
firmation of the report, and weird tales. of trans- 
porting the diminutive gunboats in sections over 
the mountain passes began to float about. Finally, 
Ge'neral Beech was convinced, and gave the nec- 
essary orders to equip and send an investigating 
party to the lake. Piang was to be the guide. 

The transport Seward carried the troops 
around to Iligan, and the struggle up the moun- 
tain trail to Lake Lanao was begun. 

Proudly Piang swung along at the head of the 
column, guiding them to his recent platform 
home. Camp was pitched on the shore, and the 
engineers commenced work at once. The boy 



impatiently waited for the divers to fix their 
cumbersome suits, and when all was ready, he 
plunged into the water and disappeared. He led 
them to the boat, then came to the top and swam 
with eyes down. If there were more boats, he 
wanted to find them first. The men on the bank 
were watching his agile movements with inter- 
est. With a shout he disappeared again. Yes- 
yes— there was a second boat ! And as he cir- 
cled the sunken craft he spied another near it 1 
Striking out for the shore, he swam to where the 
general and the lieutenant were waiting. 

"What is he chattering about, Ricardo ?" asked 
the general. 

"He says he has seen the other two boats, sir." 

"This is certainly a fortunate discovery, Lewis. 
I shall make a report to Washington, and you 
shall be commended for your sagacity." 

The ' young ofiicer flushed with pleasure, but 
replied, "Thank you, sir, but I think the boy 
Piang deserves all the credit." 

The day finally came when the tiny flotilla was 
at last raised, and, gay in its paint and polished 
metal, gallantly rode at anchor. All the lake 
tribes were assembled to witness the celebration, 
and they gazed with wonder at the strange craft. 
Many Americans had been attracted to the lake 
by news of the discovery, and the camp had 
grown to almost twice its original size. 

The boats were pronounced seaworthy, and 
were to be tested. The largest boat, the flagship, 
was decorated from one end to the other with 
its faded pennants, but in the stern, proudly pro- 
claiming its present nationality, flew the Stars 
and Stripes. Under the flag at the bow stood a 
sturdy, nonchalant figure, arms folded, head erect. 
Condescendingly Piang swept the crowd of won- 
dering natives with his haughty eye. He paid no 
more attention to Sicto than to the others. In 
his supreme self-confidence, Piang scorned to 
report Sicto to the authorities. He was clothed 
in a new dignity that put him far above consid- 
ering such an unworthy opponent as Sicto, and he 
silently cherished the hope that other opportuni- 
ties to outwit the outcast would be granted him. 

An order was given. A shrill whistle startled 
the jungle folk. The engines throbbed, and one 
after another the boats responded. A cheer went 
up from the banks. 

Piang had been given the honor of re-naming 
the boats. The smallest one bore the name of 
his mother, Minka. The next was dedicated 
to the memory of his tribe's greatest hero, Dato 
Ali, and characteristically, on the bow of the 
flagship, beneath the boy's feet, glittered the 
bright gold letters, P-I-A-N-G. 



UNDERSTOOD BETSY 



BY DOROTHY CANFIELD 

Authorof " HiUsboro People," " The Bent Twig," etc. 



Chapter X 

A SEWING SOCIETY 

The teacher, who "boarded 'round," was staying 
at Putney Farm at that time, and that evening, 
as they all sat around the lamp in the south room, 
Betsy looked up from her game of checkers with 
Uncle Henry and asked, "How can anybody drink 
up stockings?" 

"Mercy, child! what are you talking about?" 
asked Aunt Abigail. 

Betsy repeated what Anastasia Monahan had 
said, and was flattered by the instant, rather 
startled, attention given her by the grown-ups. 

"Why, I did n't know that Bud Walker had 
taken to drinking again !" said Uncle Henry. 
"My! That 's too bad!" 

"Who takes care of that child, anyhow, now 
that poor Susie is dead?" Aunt Abigail asked 
of everybody in general. 

"Is he just living there alone, with that good- 
for-nothing stepfather? How do they get 
enough to cat?" said Cousin Ann, looking 
troubled. 

Apparently Betsy's question had brought into 
their minds something half forgotten and alto- 
gether neglected. They talked for some time 
after that about 'Lias, the teacher confirming 
what Betsy and Stashie had said. 

"And we sitting right here with plenty to 
eat and never raising a hand !" cried Aunt Abi- 
gail. 

"How you will let things slip out of your 
mind !" said Cousin Ann, remorsefully. 

It struck Betsy vividly that 'Lias was not at 
all the one they blamed for his objectionable ap- 
pearance. She felt quite ashamed to go on with 
the things she and the other little girls had said, 
and fell silent, pretending to be very much 
absorbed in her game of checkers. 

"Do you know," said Aunt Abigail, suddenly, 
as though an inspiration had just struck her, 
"1 would n't be a bit surprised if that Elmore 
Pond might adopt 'Lias if he was gone at the 
right way." 

"Who 's Elmore Pond?" asked the school- 
teacher. 

"Why, you must have seen him— that great, 
big, red-faced, good-natured-looking man that 
comes through here twice a year buying stock. 
He lives over Digby way, but his wife was a 



Hillsboro girl, Matey Pelham— an awfully nice 
girl she was, too. They never had any children, 
and Matey told me the last time she was back 
for a visit that she and her husband talked quite 
often about adopting a little boy. 'Seems that 
Mr. Pond has always wanted a little boy. He 's 
such a nice man ! 'T would be a lovely home for 
a child." 

"But goodness!" said the teacher. "Nobody 
would want to adopt such an awful-looking lit- 
tle ragamuffin as that 'Lias. He looks so 
meeching, too. I guess his stepfather is real 
mean to him, when he 's been drinking, and it 's 
got 'Lias so he hardly dares hold his head up." 

The clock struck loudly. "Well, hear that !" 
said Cousin Ann. "Nine o'clock, and the chil- 
dren not in bed ! Molly 's 'most asleep this 
minute. Trot along with you, Betsy ! Trot 
along, Molly. And, Betsy, be sure Molly's night- 
gown is buttoned up all the way." 

So it happened that, although the grown-ups 
were evidently going on to talk about 'Lias 
Brewster, Betsy heard no more of what they 
said. 

She herself went on thinking about 'Lias while 
she was undressing and answering absently 
little Molly's chatter. She was thinking about 
him even after they had gone to bed, had put 
the light out, and were lying snuggled up to 
each other, back to front, their four legs, crooked 
at the same angle, fitting in together neatly like 
two spoons in a drawer. She was thinking about 
him when she woke up, and as soon as she 
could get hold of Cousin Ann she poured out 
a new plan. She had never been afraid of 
Cousin Ann since the evening Molly had fallen 
into the Wolf Pit and Betsy had seen that pleased 
smile on Cousin Ann's firm lips. "Cousin Ann, 
could n't we girls at school get together and 
sew— you 'd have to help us some— and make 
some nice new clothes for little 'Lias Brewster, 
and fix him up so he '11 look better and maybe 
that Mr. Pond will like him and adopt him ?" 

Cousin Ann listened attentively and nodded 
her head. "Yes, I think that would be a good 
idea," she said. "We were thinking last night 
we ought to do something for him. If you '11 
make the clothes. Mother '11 knit him some stock- 
ings and Father will get him some shoes. Mr. 
Pond never makes his spring trip till late in May, 
so we '11 have plenty of time." 



UNDERSTOOD BETSY 



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Betsy was full of importance that day at 
school, and at recess-time got the girls together 
on the rocks and told them of the plan. "Cousin 
Ann says sure she '11 help us, and we can meet 
at our house every Saturday afternoon till we 
get them done. It '11 be fun ! Aunt Abigail tele- 
phoned down to the store right away, and Mr. 
Wilkins says he '11 give the cloth if we '11 make 
it up." 

Betsy spoke very grandly of "making it up," 
although she had hardly held a needle in her 
life, and when the Saturday afternoon meetings 
began she was ashamed to see how much better 
Ellen and even Eliza could sew than she. To 
keep her end up she was driven to practising her 
stitches when they all sat around the lamp in the 
evenings. Aunt Abigail keeping an eye on her. 

Cousin Ann supervised the sewing on Satur- 
day afternoons, and taught those of the little 
girls whose legs were long enough how to use 
the sewing-machine. First they made a little 
pair of trousers out of an old gray woolen skirt 
of Aunt Abigail's. This was for practice, be- 
fore they cut into the piece of new blue serge 
that the storekeeper had sent up. Cousin Ann 
showed them how to pin the pattern on the 
goods, and they each cut out one piece. Those 
flat, queer-shaped pieces of cloth certainly did 
look less like a pair of trousers to Betsy than 
anything she had ever seen. Then one of the 
girls read aloud very slowly the mysterious- 
sounding directions from the wrapper of the 
pattern about how to put the pieces together. 
Cousin Ann helped here a little, particularly 
just as they were about to put tlie sections to- 
gether wrong side up. Stashie, as the oldest, 
did the first basting, putting the notches to- 
gether carefully, just as they read the instruc- 
tions aloud, and there, all of a sudden, was a 
rough little sketch of a pair of knee-trousers, 
without any hem or any waistband, of course, 
but just the two-legged, complicated shape they 
ought to be ! It was like a miracle to Betsy ! 
Then Cousin Ann helped them sew the seams 
on the machine, and they all turned to for the 
basting of the facings and the finishing. They 
each made one buttonhole. It was the first one 
Betsy had ever made, and when she got through 
she was as tired as though she had run all the 
way to school and back. Tired, but very proud ; 
although when Cousin Ann inspected that but- 
tonhole she covered her face with her handker- 
chief for a minute, as though she were going to 
sneeze, although she did n't sneeze at all. 

It took them two Saturdays to finish up that 
trial pair of trousers, and when they showed 
the result to Aunt Abigail she was delighted. 



"Well, to think of that being my old skirt !" 
she said, putting on her spectacles to examine 
the work. She did not laugh, either, when she 
saw those buttonholes, but she got up hastily 
and went into the next room, where they soon 
heard her coughing. 

Then they made a little blouse out of some 
new blue gingham. Cousin Ann happened to 
have enough left over from a dress she was 
making. This thin material was ever so much 
easier to manage than the gray flannel, and they 
had the little garment done in no time, even to 
the buttons and buttonholes. When it came to 
making the buttonholes. Cousin Ann sat right 
down with each one and supervised every stitch. 
You may not be surprised to know that they 
were a great improvement over the first batch. 

Then, making a great ceremony of it, they 
began on the store material, working twice a 
week now, because May was slipping along very 
fast and Mr. Pond might be there at any time. 
They knew pretty well how to go ahead on this 
one, after the experience of their first pair, and 
Cousin Ann was, not much needed except as ad- 
viser in hard places. She sat in the room with 
them doing some sewing of her own, so quiet 
that half the time they forgot she was there. 
It was great fun, sewing all together and chatter- 
ing as they sewed. 

A good deal of the time they talked about 
how splendid it was of them to be so kind to 
little 'Lias. "My! I don't believe most girls 
would put themselves out this way for a dirty 
little boy !'' said Stashie, complacently. 

"No indeed!" chimed in Betsy. "It 's just 
like a story, is n't it? — working and sacrificing 
for the poor !" 

"I guess he '11 thank us all right for sure !" 
said Ellen. "He '11 never forget us as long as 
he lives, I don't suppose." 

Betsy, her imagination fired by this sugges- 
tion, said, "I guess when he 's grown up he '11 
be telling everybody about how, when he was so 
poor and ragged, Stashie Monahan and Ellen 
Peters and Elizabeth Ann — '' 

"And Eliza!'' put in that little girl, hastily, 
very much afraid she would not be given her 
due share of the glory. 

Cousin Ann sewed, and listened, and said 
nothing. 

Toward the end of May two little blouses, 
two pairs of trousers, two pairs of stockings, 
two sets of underwear (contributed by the 
teacher), and the pair of shoes Uncle Henry 
gave were ready. The little girls handled the 
pile of new garments with inexpressible pride, 
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[May, 



was sufificiently grand to be worthy the occa- 
sion. Betsy was for taking them to school and 
giving them to 'Lias one by one, so that each 
child could have her thanks separately. But 
Stashie wanted to take them to the house when 
'Lias's stepfather would be there, and shame 
him by showing that little girls had had to do 
what he ought to have done. 

Cousin Ann broke into the discussion by ask- 
ing in her quiet, firm voice, "Why do you want 
'Lias to know where the clothes come from?" 

They had forgotten again that she was there, 
and turned around quickly to stare at her. No- 
body could think of any answer to her very 
queer question. It had not occurred to any one 
that there could be such a question. 

Cousin Ann shifted her ground and asked 
another, "Why did you make these clothes, 
anyhow ?" 

They stared again, speechless. Why did she 
ask that ? She knew why. 

Finally little Molly said, in her honest, baby 
way: ''Why, you know why, Miss Ann ! So 'Lias 
Brewster will look nice and Mr. Pond will maybe 
adopt him." 

"Well," said Cousin Ann, "what has that got 
to do with 'Lias knowing who did it?" 

"Why, he would n't know who to be grate- 
ful to !" cried Betsy. 

"Oh!" said Cousin Ann. "Oh, I see! You 
did n't do it to help 'Lias. You did it to have 
him grateful to you. I see. Molly is such a 
little girl, it 's no wonder she did n't really take 
in what you girls were up to." She nodded her 
head wisely as though now she understood. 

But if she did, little Molly certainly did not. 
She had not the least idea what everybody was 
talking about. She looked rather anxiously from 
one sober, downcast face to another. What was 
the matter? 

Apparently nothing was really the matter, she 
decided, for after a minute's silence Miss Ann 
got up with her usual face of cheerful gravity, 
and said: "Don't you think you little girls 
ought to top off this last afternoon with a 
tea-party? There 's a new batch of cookies, and 
you can make yourselves some lemonade if you 
want to." 

They had these refreshments out on the 
porch in the sunshine, with their dolls for 
guests and a great deal of chatter for sauce. 
Nobody said another word about how to give 
the clothes to 'Lias till, just as the girls were 
going away, Betsy said, walking along with the 
two older ones, "Say, don't you think it 'd be 
fun to go some evening after dark and leave 
the clothes on 'Lias's door-step, and knock and 



run away quick before anybody comes to the 
door?" She spoke in an uncertain voice, and 
smoothed Deborah's carved wooden curls. 

"Yes, I do !" said Ellen, not looking at Betsy 
but down at the weeds by the road. "I think it 
would be lots of fun!" 

Little Molly, playing with Annie and Eliza, 
did not hear this ; but she was allowed to go with 
the older girls on the great expedition. 

It was a warm, dark evening in late May, with 
the frogs piping their sweet, high note, and 
the first of the fireflies wheeling over the wet 
meadows near the tumble-down house where 
'Lias lived. The girls took turns in carrying 
the big paper-wrapped bundle, and stole along 
in the shadow of the trees, full of excitement, 
looking over their shoulders at nothing, and 
pressing their hands over their mouths to keep 
back the giggles. There was, of course, no rea- 
son on earth why they should giggle, which is, 
of course, the very reason why they did. If 
you 've ever been a little girl you know about 
that. 

One window of the small house was dimly 
lighted, they found, when they came in sight of 
it, and they thrilled with excitement and joyful 
alarm. Suppose 'Lias's dreadful stepfather 
should come out and yell at them ! They came 
forward on tiptoe, making a great deal of noise 
by stepping on twigs, rustling bushes, cracking 
gravel under their feet, and doing all the other 
things that make such a noise at night and 
never do in the daytime. But nobody stirred in- 
side the room with the lighted window. They 
crept forward and peeped cautiously inside — 
and stopped giggling. The dim light coming 
from a little kerosene lamp with a smoky 
chimney fell on a dismal, cluttered room, a bare, 
greasy, wooden table, and two broken-backed 
chairs, with little 'Lias in one of them. He had 
fallen asleep with his head on his arms, his 
pinched, dirty, sad little face showing in the 
light from the lamp. His feet dangled high 
above the floor in their broken, muddy shoes. 
One sleeve was torn to the shoulder. A piece of 
dry bread was clutched in one bony little hand, 
and an old tin dipper lay beside him on the bare 
table. Nobody else was in the room, nor, evi- 
dently, in the darkened, empty, fireless house. 

As long as she lives Betsy will never forget 
what she saw through the window that warm May 
evening. Her eyes grew very hot and her hands 
very cold. Her heart thumped hard. She reached 
for little Molly and gave her a great hug in 
the darkness. Suppose it were little Molly asleep 
there, all alone in the dirty, dismal house, with 
no supper and nobody to put her to bed? She 



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found that Ellen, next her, was crying quietly 
into the corner of her apron. 

Xobody said a word. Stashie, who had the 
bundle, walked around soberly to the front door, 
put it down, and knocked loudly. They all 
darted away noiselessly to the road, to the shadow 




"HE JIAU FAI.LliN ASLEEP WITH HIS HEAD ON HIS Al 

of the trees, and waited until the door opened. 
A square of yellow light appeared, with 'Lias's 
figure, very small, at the bottom of it. They 
saw him stoop and pick up the bundle and go 
back into the house. Then they went quickly 
and silently back, separating at the cross-roads 
with no good-night words of parting. 

Molly and Betsy began to climb the hill to 
Putney Farm. It was a very warm night for 
May, and little Molly began to puff for breath. 



''Let 's sit down on this rock a while and rest," 
she said. 

They were half-way up the hill now. From 
the rock they could see the lights in the farm- 
houses scattered along the valley road and on 
the side of the mountain opposite them, like big 
stars fallen from the multitude above. 
Betsy lay down on the rock and looked 
up at the stars. After a silence little 
Molly's chirping voice said, "Oh, I 
thought you said we were going to 
march up to 'Lias in school and give 
him his clothes ! Did you forget 
about that?" 

Betsy gave a wriggle of shame as 
she remembered that plan. "No, we 
did n't forget it," she said. "We 
thought this would be a better way." 

"But how "11 'Lias know who to 
thank?" asked Molly. 

"That 's no matter," said Betsy. 
Yes, it was Elizabeth-Ann-that-was 
who said that — and meant it too ! She 
was not even thinking of what she 
was saying. Between her and the 
stars thick over her in the black, soft 
sky, she saw again that dirty, disor- 
dered room and the little boy, all 
alone, asleep with a piece of dry bread 
in his bony little fingers. 

She looked hard and long at that 
picture, all the time seeing the quiet 
stars through it. And then she turned 
over and hid her face on the rock. 
She had said her "Xow I lay me" 
every night since she could remem- 
ber, but she had never prayed till she 
lay there with her face on the rock, 
saying over and over, "Oh, God, 
please, please, please make Mr. Pond 
adopt 'Lias." 

Chapter XI 

THE NEW CLOTHES FAIL 

All the little girls went early to 
school the next day, eager for the 
first glimpse of 'Lias in his new clothes. They 
now quite enjoyed the mystery about who had 
made them, and were full of agreeable excite- 
ment as the little figure was seen approaching 
down the road. He wore the gray trousers and 
the little blue shirt. The girls gazed at him with 
pride as he came on the playground, walking 
briskly along in the new shoes, which were just 
the right size. He had been wearing all winter 
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[May, 



From a distance he looked like another child, 
but as he came closer— oh ! his face ! his 
hair ! his hands ! his finger-nails ! The little 
fellow had evidently tried to live up to his 
beautiful new raiment, for his hair had been 
roughly put back from his face, and around his 
mouth and nose was a small area of almost clean 
skin, where he had made an attempt at washing 
his face. But he had made practically no im- 
pression on the layers of dirt, and the little girls 
looked at him ruefully. Mr. Pond would 
certainly never take a fancy to such a dreadfully 
grimy child ! His new, clean clothes made him 
look all the worse. 

The little girls retired to their rock pile and 
talked over their bitter disappointment, Ralph 
and the other boys absorbed in a game of mar- 
bles near them. 'Lias had gone proudly into 
the school-room to show himself to Miss Benton. 

It was the day before Decoration Day, and a 
good deal of time was taken up with practising 
on the recitations they were going to give at the 
Decoration Day exercises in the village. Sev- 
eral of the children from each school in the 
township were to speak pieces in the town hall. 
Betsy was to recite Barbara Frietchie, her first 
love in that school, but she droned it over with 
none of her usual pleasure, her eyes on little 
'Lias's smiling face, so unconscious of its 
dinginess. 

At noon-time the boys disappeared down 
toward the swimming-hole. They often took a 
swim at noon, and nobody thought anything 
about it on that day. The little girls ate their 
lunch on their rock, mourning over the failure 
of their plans and scheming ways to meet the 
new obstacle. Stashie suggested, "Could n't your 
Aunt Abigail invite him up to your house for 
supper, and then give him a bath afterward?" 
But Betsy, although she had never heard of 
treating a supper guest in this way. was sure 
that it was not possible. She shook her head 
sadly, her eyes on the far-ofif gleam of white as 
the boys jumped up and down in their swim- 
ming-hole. That was not a good name for it, 
because there was only one part of it deep 
enough to swim in. Mostly it was a shallow bay 
in an arm of the river, where the water was 
only up to a little boy's knees and where there 
was almost no current. The sun beating down 
on it made it quite warm, and even the first- 
graders' mothers allowed them to go in. They 
only jumped up and down and squealed and 
splashed each other, but they enjoyed that quite 
as much as Frank and Harry, the two seventh- 
graders, enjoyed their swooping dives from the 
spring-board over the pool. They were late in 



getting back from the river that day, and Miss 
Benton had to ring her bell hard in that direc- 
tion before they came trooping up and clattered 
into the school-room, where the girls already 
sat, their eyes lowered virtuously to their books, 
with a prim air of self-righteousness. They 
were never late ! 

Betsy was reciting her arithmetic. She was 
getting on famously with that. Weeks ago, as 
soon as Miss Benton had seen the confusion of 
the little girl's mind, the two had settled down 
to a serious struggle with that subject. Miss 
Benton had had Betsy recite all by herself, so 
she would n't be flurried by the others, and, to 
begin with, had gone back, back, back to bed- 
rock, to things Betsy absolutely knew, to the 
2x2's and the 3x3's. And then, very cautiously, 
a step at a time, they had advanced, stopping 
short whenever Betsy felt a beginning of that 
bewildered "guessing" impulse which made her 
answer wildly at random. 

After a while, in the dark night which arith- 
metic had always been to her, Betsy began to 
make out a few definite outlines which were 
always there, facts which she knew to be so with- 
out guessing from the expression of her teach- 
er's face. From that moment her progress had 
been rapid, one sure fact hooking itself on to 
another, and another one on to that. She at- 
tacked a page of problems now with a zest and 
self-confidence which made her arithmetic les- 
sons among the most interesting hours at 
school. On that day she was standing up at 
the board, a piece of chalk in her hand, chew- 
ing her tongue and thinking hard how to find 
out the amount of wall-paper needed for a 
room twelve feet square with two doors and two 
windows in it, when her eye fell on little 'Lias 
bent over his reading-book. She forgot her arith- 
metic; she forgot where she was. She stared 
and stared, till Ellen, catching the direction of 
her eyes, looked and stared too. Little 'Lias 
was clean, preternaturally, almost wetly clean. 
His face was clean and shining, his ears shone 
pink and fair, his hands were absolutely spot- 
less, even his hay-colored hair was clean and, still 
damp, brushed flatly back till it shone in the sun. 
Betsy blinked her eyes a great many times, think- 
ing she must be dreaming, but every time she 
opened them there was 'Lias, looking white and 
polished like a new willow whistle. 

Somebody poked her hard in the ribs. She 
started and, turning, saw Ralph, who was doing 
a sum beside her on the board, scowling at her 
under his black brows. "Quit gawking at 'Lias," 
he said under his breath. "You make me tired !" 

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manner made Betsy understand at once what 
had happened. Ralph had taken 'Lias down to 
the little boys' wading-place and had washed him 
all over. She remembered now that they had a 
piece of yellow soap there. 

Her face broke into a radiant smile, and she 
began to say something to Ralph about how 
nice that was of him, but he frowned again and 
said crossly: "Aw, cut it out! Look at what 
you 've done there! If I could n't multiply nine 
by eight and get it right !" 

"How queer boys are !" thought Betsy, eras- 
ing her mistake and putting down the right 
answer. But she did not try to speak to Ralph 
again about 'Lias, not even after school, when 
she saw 'Lias going home with a new cap on 
his head which she recognized as Ralph's. She 
just looked at Ralph's bare head, and smiled 
her eyes at him, keeping the rest of her face 
sober, the way Cousin Ann did. For just a 
minute Ralph almost smiled back. At least he 
looked quite friendly. They stepped along 
toward home together, the first time Ralph had 
ever condescended to walk beside a girl. 

"We got a new colt," he said. 

"Have you?" she said. "What color?" 

"Black, with a white star, and they 're going 
to let me ride him when he 's old enough." 

"My ! Won't that be nice !" said Betsy. 

And all the time they were both thinking of 
little 'Lias with his new clothes and his sweet, 
thin face shining with cleanliness. 

"Do you like spruce gum?" asked Ralph. 

"Oh, I love gum !" said Betsy. 

"Well, I '11 bring you down a chunk to-mor- 
row if I don't forget it," said Ralph, turning 
off at the cross-roads. 

They had not mentioned 'Lias at all. 

The next day they were to have school only 
in the morning. In the afternoon they were to 
go in a big hay-wagon down to the village to 
the "exercises." 'Lias came to school in his 
new blue serge trousers and his white blouse. 
The little girls gloated over his appearance and 
hung around him, for who was to "visit 
school" that morning but Mr. Pond himself! 
Cousin Ann had arranged it somehow. It took 
Cousin Ann to fix things ! 

During recess, as they were outdoors play- 
ing still-pond-no-more-moving, Mr. Pond and 
Uncle Henry drew up to the edge of the play- 
ground, stopped their horse, and, talking and 
laughing together, watched the children at play. 
Betsy looked hard at the big, burly, kind-faced 
man with the smiling eyes and the hearty laugh, 
and decided that he would "do" perfectly for 
'Lias. 



But what she decided was apparently to have 
little importance, for, after all, he would not 
get out of the wagon, but said he 'd have to 
drive right on to the village. Just like that, 
with no excuse other than a careless glance at 
his watch. No, he guessed he would n't have 
time this morning, he said. Betsy cast an im- 
ploring look up into Uncle Henry's face, but 
evidently he felt himself quite helpless, too. Oh, 
if only Cousin Ann had come ! SJic would have 
marched him into the school-house double-quick. 
But Uncle Henry was not Cousin Ani:v and 
though Betsy saw him, as they drove away, 
conscientiously point out little 'Lias, resplend- 
ent and shining, Mr. Pond only nodded absently, 
as though he were thinking of something else. 

Betsy could have cried with disappointment ; 
but she and the other girls, putting their heads 
together for comfort, told each other that there 
was time enough yet. iMr. Pond would not leave 
town till to-morrow. Perhaps— there was still 
some hope. 

But that afternoon even this last hope was 
dashed. As they gathered at the school-house, 
the girls, fresh and crisp in their newly starched 
dresses, with red or blue hair-ribbons, the boys 
very self-conspous in their dark suits, clean 
collars, new caps (all but Ralph), and blacked 
shoes, there was no little 'Lias. They waited 
and waited, but there was no sign of him. Fi- 
nally, Uncle Henry, who was to drive the straw- 
ride down to town, looked at his watch, gath- 
ered up the reins, and said they would be late 
if they did n't start right away. Maybe 'Lias 
had had a chance to ride with somebody else. 

They all piled in, the horses stepped of¥, the 
wheels grated on the stones. And just at that 
moment a dismal sound of sobbing wails reached 
them from the woodshed back of the school- 
house. The children tumbled out as fast as 
they had tumbled in and ran back, Betsy and 
Ralph at their head. There in the w'oodshed 
was little 'Lias, huddled together in the corner 
behind some wood, crying and crying and cry- 
ing, digging his fists into his eyes, his face all 
smeared with tears and dirt. And he was 
dressed again in his torn old overalls and rag- 
ged shirt. His poor little bare feet shone with 
a piteous cleanliness in that dark place. 

"What 's the matter? What 's the matter?" the 
children asked him all at once. He flung him- 
self on Ralph, burying his face in the other boy's 
coat, and sobbed out some disjointed story which 
only Ralph could hear ; and then, as last and final 
climax of the disaster, who should come looking 
over the shoulders of the children but Uncle 
Henry and Mr. Pond! And 'Lias all ragged and 



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dirty again ! Betsy sat down weakly on a pile of 
wood, utterly disheartened. What was the use of 
anything ! 

"What 's the matter ?'" asked the two men to- 
gether. 

Ralph turned, with an angry toss of his dark 
head, and told them bitterly, over the heads of 
the children: "He just had some decent clothes — 
first ones he 's ever had ! And he was lotting 
on going to the exercises in the town hall. And 
that darned old skunk of a stepfather has gone 
and taken 'em and sold 'em to get whisky. I 'd 
like to kill him !" 

Betsy could have flung her arms around Ralph, 
he looked so exactly the way she felt. 

"Yes, that 's just what he is!" she said to her- 
self, rejoicing in the bad words she did not know 
before. It took bad words to qualify what had 
happened. 

She saw an electric spark pass from Ralph's 
blazing eyes to Mr. Pond's broad face, now 
grim and fierce. She saw Mr. Pond step for- 
ward, brushing the children out of his way, 
like a giant among dwarfs. She saw him stoop 
and pick little 'Lias up in his great, strong arms 
and, holding him close, stride furiously out of 
the woodshed, across the playground to the 
buggy which was waiting for him. 

"He '11 go to the exercises all right !" he called 
back over his shoulder in a great roar. "He '11 
go, if I have to buy out the whole town to get 
him an outfit ! And that whelp won't get these 
clothes, either; you hear me say so!" 

He sprang into the buggy, and. holding 'Lias 
on his lap, took up the reins and drove rapidly 
forward. 

They saw little 'Lias again, entering the town 
hall, holding fast to Mr. Pond's hand. He was 
magnificent in a whole suit of store clothes, coat 
and all, and he wore white stockings and neat 
low shoes, like a city child ! 

They saw him later, up on the platform, 
squeaking out his little patriotic poem, his eyes, 
shining like stars, fixed on one broad, smiling 

{To be c 



face in the audience. When he finished he was 
overcome with shyness by the applause, and for 
a moment forgot to turn and leave the platform. 
He hung his head, and, looking out from under 
his eyebrows, gave a quaint, shy little smile at 
the audience. Betsy saw Mr. Pond's great smile 
waver and grow dim. His eyes filled so full that 
he had to take out his handkerchief and blow his 
nose loudly. 

And they saw little 'Lias once more, and for 
the last time. Mr. Pond's buggy drove rapidly 
past their slow-moving hay-wagon," Mr. Pond 
holding the reins masterfully in one hand. Beside 
him, very close, sat 'Lias with his lap full of toys 
—oh, //;//.' like Christmas! In that fleeting 
glimpse they saw a toy train, a stuffed dog, a 
candy-box, a pile of picture-books, tops, paper 
bags, and even the swinging crane of the big 
mechanical toy-dredge that everybody said the 
storekeeper could never sell to anybody because 
it cost so much ! 

As they passed swiftly 'Lias looked out at 
them and waved his little hand flutteringly. His 
other hand was tightly clasped in Mr. Pond's big 
one. He was smiling at them all. His eyes 
looked dazed and radiant. He turned his head 
as the buggy flashed by to call out, in a shrill, 
exulting little shout, "Good by ! Good by ! I 'm 
going to live with—'' They could hear no more. 
He was gone, only his little hand still waving 
at them over the back of the buggy seat. 

Betsy drew a long, long breath. She found that 
Ralph was looking at her. For a moment she 
could n't think what made him look so dif- 
ferent. Then she saw that he was smiling. She 
had never seen him smile before. He smiled 
at her as though he was sure she would under- 
stand, and never said a word. Betsy looked 
forward again and saw the gleaming buggy 
vanishing over the hill in front of them. She 
smiled back at Ralph silently. 

Not a thing had happened the way she had 
planned ; no, not a single thing ! But it seemed 
to her she had never been so happy in her life. 

'-tinued.) 



THE BOASTFUL FISH 



A FLY flew upside down one day 
And perched upon the ceiling. 
''Now, that 's a most amazing way 

For self-respecting flies to play," 
The goldfish said, with feeling. 



Then he proclaimed, with fishy pride: 
"Though climbing makes me dizzy. 
Still, I could do it if I tried ; 
But it is so undignified— 

And, anyhow, I 'm busy!" 

Jack Burroughs. 



THE LITTLE SCHOOLMA'AM : "NOW, TOWSiiR, WHEN I ASK ANNABELLE A QUESTION, YOU MUST N'T ANSWER! 



DAY-DREAMS 

BY ETHEL MARJORIE KNAPP 



Little children of the air, 
Are you really anywhere? 
If you came to me at night, 
I should think 't were only right 
To believe you what you seem — 
Just the phantoms of a dream. 

But I hear your tiny wings 
In amid the buzz of things. 
Other voices float away 
In the sunshine of the day, 
When you come to speak to me 
Of the years that are to be. 

You have flown on pinions fair 
From the castles of the air. 
Gently calling me away 



From the worries of to-day, 
Luring me, with many a smile, 
To the glorious after-while. 

To the days when I shall be 
Beautiful, and brave, and free, 
Glad and careless as the wind. 
Peaceful heart and quiet mind; 
Finding, everywhere I go, 
All the things I long to know. 

So, from early morning light 
Till I go to bed at night. 
Everything about me rings 
With these fairy fancyings. 
Little children of the air, 
I believe you 're everywhere. 



hhuto^rapli by Ruckvvood. 



STARTING OFF FOR A HIKE. 



CAMP LIFE 

BY RALPH 

If you travel along the country roads almost any- 
where in Maine, New Hampshire, or Vermont, 
you will be sure to come across a place where a 
narrow woods road leaves the main highway, and 
there, guarding the entrance like a gate, you will 
find a huge sign with the words : 

"CAMP FOR BOYS PRIVATE GROUNDS." 

So many boys are going to camp these days — 
they tell us there were more than fifty thousand 
last year— that the Y. M. C. A., the Boy Scouts, 
and private owners are kept busy fitting up camps 
in all parts of the country. There is one on a 
ranch out in Montana where they follow the life 
of the western plains and give the boys some real 
farm experience. Another has taken over the 
outfit of a deserted lumber-camp in Canada, and 
their boys get some of the experiences of the 
trappers of the north woods, with hard trails, 
packs, and glimpses of big game. There are any 
number of them to be found in Maine, Vermont, 
and New Hampshire, especially in the White 
Mountain region. 

Virtually every camp follows some kind of pro- 
gram, with the general rule of work and occupa- 
tions in the morning and free play in the after- 
noon. The camp day comes to life in many camps 
at six-forty-five, with the boom of the camp can- 
non, followed by a sharp reveille and a barefoot 



FOR BOYS 

GRAHAM 

race in pajamas to the field for a setting-up drill. 
Then comes a plunge in the lake and a general 
washing up and dressing for breakfast. That 
done, and the blankets put out to air, it is time to 
assemble for the flag-raising. The honor of rais- 
ing the flag and also touching off the cannon are 
rewards for having the neatest tents. Then all 
hands pile into the mess-hall, where, with genu- 
ine camp appetites, they "punish" a good break- 
fast sent in from a professional cook. 

Some fellows never get the cannon honors for 
their tents, but there is keen competition for them. 
Every lad goes at it right after breakfast, mak- 
ing his bed — army fashion — cleaning the lantern, 
straightening up the toilet articles, and clearing 
up the premises. After that it is often the rule, 
and always safe policy, to keep out until after the 
visit of the inspector. 

One camp allows each boy to choose his work 
or occupation for two weeks at a time, at the 
end of which he can change if he likes. They 
have what they call a "work squad," made up of 
those who do things around the grounds and ten- 
nis-courts and go in for carpentry even to the 
extent of building a new cabin. The little chores 
are assigned to different squads, week about. In 
a camp down in Maine some of the younger fry 
begged to be allowed to dispose of the scraps of 
food left over at meal-times. There was found 



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to be a reason for this. It seems that as fast as 
they were dumped over the rocky shore the gulls 
would come and make way with them, and the 
boys had enjoyed watching the fun. Making ice- 
cream for a reasonable cook 
is another chore that has its 
advantages. 

There is so much doing in 
a boys' camp in the morning 
that a three-ring circus nearly 
describes it. This chap over 
here has a condition to work 
off in Latin, and he goes off 
with the tutor to the study- 
hall, where he finds several 
others in the same boat. His 
chum, who has a bent for car- 
pentry, makes for the shop 
and works with all his might 
on a model of an aeroplane 
which he wants to see finished 
before a certain yacht model on the next bench. 
"Skinny," over there, the one with the freckles, 
who is always bringing in frogs and turtles and 
live snakes, joins a party starting off to make 
some investigations into the animal life of the 
region. These expeditions are made by the 
"Want To Know It" Club, whose membership 



they have studied the trees and plants and made 
a good collection of specimens. Thej' have also 
learned about the rocks from a visiting geolo- 
gist from one of the men's colleges, and about 




A CANOE-TILTING CONTEST. 

the habits of snakes and small animals from a 
man from the zoo. 

That big, overgrown chap, who always goes on 
the hikes, spends his morning in the photography 
shack, while the round-faced boy they call 
"Happy" sticks close to the wireless-telegraphy 
outfit, where he is learning the code. His aim 

is to be able to get 
the correct time and 
the weather obser- 
vations from Ar- 
lington, and there 
was once even a 
thrilling possibility 
of intercepting a bit 
of war news from 
Sayville, for the 
is within 
that big 




equipment 
range of 
station. 
Out on 



the field, 



1111. s\VIM.\ll.\(.-l.LOAr AMJ (IIL TIC AT A MAINE CAMP 



is open to any one who can identify two hundred 
natural objects. The members already know 
more about nature than the average city man, for 



mean while, coaching 
is going on with the 
ball-team and the 
beginners in tennis. 
On the lake it is the 
same thing, with 
different sets of 
boys in turn, who 
are working up 
their strokes in pad- 
dling and rowing 
There is one thing 
more which is very popular in some camps — rid- 
ing. A dozen or so who have ambitions in that 
line are out in the ring or on the road, learning 



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[May. 



all they can about horsemanship from a military 
riding-master. 

At eleven o'clock there is a general round-up 
for swimming. The coaches and expert swimmers 




TIIIC WUARI' AND ( ANOK-rLEIir OF A SUMMER CA.MI 



lined up on the raft and pier help the fellow who 
is working at the over-arm, the '"crawl," or the 
"spiral," or trying the jack-knife or hand-stand 




DOWN 'IIII': ClIUTF. 



dive from the spring-board, and at the same time 
they form a life-saving corps for general protec- 



tion. The beginners work along near shore with 
a separate coach. They soon get out with the 
rest, for every boy at camp learns to swim, even 
though he has never tried the strokes before. 

Out in deep water they 
are practising life-saving 
"stunts," diving to the bot- 
tom to bring up an object 
and towing it toward shore, 
applying what they have al- 
ready learned about the holds 
and breaks and the different 
carries. Swimming is the 
last thing on the program, 
and by tliis time, you 'd bet- 
ter believe, everybody is 
ready for the mess-call. 

Competition for honors to 
be had at the end of the sea- 
son puts "punch" into the 
sports and occupations. Each 
one is in charge of a leader, 
usually a college man, who 
understands boys. These big 
])rothers, who always "play 
the game" and live with the 
boys in the tents and shacks, often make as much 
of a hit with the youngsters as the hero of the 
varsity team at college. One of these, named 
"Pop," in a New Hampshire camp receives six 
applications for every place in his shack, and 
they keep on coming from Christmas time until 
camp opens. 

Field practice is held every afternoon after 
the rest hour. Everybody is urged to play for 
the sake of the game, with little thought of win- 
ning. You may undertake nearly everything in 
athletics, if you like, and not win anything. 
Every boy is encouraged to go in for tennis, for 
example, and show his game through the elimi- 
nation tournaments. Also, in baseball, in order 
to give everybody an equal chance, some camps 
have a whole league of teams of graded strength. 

Other camps have athletic meets and try-outs 
every week. Still others have one or two field- 
days, sometimes uniting with a neighboring camp 
for intercamp athletics. The events include both 
field and water sports, and every one goes in to 
win points, whether for his camp, his division, or 
individual points for his own record. The crowd 
assembles on the field first, and the affair starts 
off with a fifty-yard dash. The contestants are 
evenly matched, and the crowd gives a wild cheer 
as they touch the line in a tie. They try it over 
again, and this time a boy named Ted makes it 
by three inches. Then come the high jump, and 
the "standing broad," in which the records made 



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THE JUNIOR BAbl, 



reflect glory on their camps as well as on the 
individual winners. Then, for amusement, an 
obstacle-race is put on, in which umbrellas fig- 
ure largely ; and a potato-race, with two "good 
old scouts," nicknamed "Ma" and "Fatty," in line. 
The tennis singles are won easily by the lad who 
is already marked for final honors, and then the 



PRACTICE GAME. 



every face as six take the water with one splash. 
A pair of strong arms forges ahead at first, with 
the crawl stroke, but the owner forgets what the 
swimming-coach said about the breathing. An- 
other presses close, filling his lungs at regular 
and frequent intervals. The first boy puts forth 
more power, but soon gives out, and the other 




PAJAMA CALISTHENICS IN THE MORNING. 



interest is transferred to the water. There the 
entries for the swimming singles are already on 
the way out to the raft. There is a set look on 



glides ahead with an easy, comfortable stroke. 
They turn, and the first boy braces up again, and 
for a while they are neck and neck, with two 



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Others gaining. Then the second shoots ahead 
and passes over the line, and the race is won. 
A pkmge follows, and the single and double 
canoe-races, hotly contested by practised crews. 
Finally, for the entertainment of the crowd and 
the sport of the contestants, there is a canoe- 
tilting contest. In each canoe are two fighters, 
with a paddle or pole thickly wadded on the end 
—perhaps a pillow is lashed to a paddle. One 




A YOUNGER CA.Ml'I K AM) THE AEROPLANE 
HE HAS JUST I-TNISHED. 



partner balances the canoe, while the other thrusts 
at the enemy. At the signal they go at it, heart 
and soul. Thrust meets thrust, but the partners 
in the stern are alive to every movement, and the 
canoes are kept right side up. Then they turn 
for better positions, thrust at the air, go off and 
come back again, hit with a vengeance one mo- 
ment, the next drive into space. All at once a 
contestant lurches forward to strike at the enemy, 
only to meet a returning blow from the side— and 
over goes the canoe ! The thing is fought to a 
finish by each canoe in turn, then every one in 
the crowd joins in a free-for-all swim. 

A field-day like this is a good preliminary for 
the big day at the end, when cups are awarded 
for tennis, baseball, swimming, diving, and life- 
saving, and smaller trophies for individual rec- 
ords. There is a physical record for each boy, 
upon which improvement and skill are noted 
from time to time. 



Meanwhile, another record is being made 
which is not written down. There is something 
in the spirit of the camp— the right kind of a 
camp— that challenges a boy to show what kind 
of stuff he 's made of. Some boys are not wide- 
awake enough to realize this, as was the case 
with a boy named Roy, who allowed himself to 
become so unpopular that he found it more com- 
fortable to go home. Roy's trouble was that he 
had always gone around with only one or two fel- 
lows at home, and at camp he would n't "go out 
with the bunch." So he got the name of a snob, 
and did n't seem anxious to change it. Camp is 
no place for a snob, and Roy soon found that out. 
But he learned his lesson, for he begged to be 
allowed to come back and make good. And he did. 

There is the coward, too, who makes an excuse 
about permissions when he is summoned to go 
on a "snipe hunt," — a camp boy knows what that 
means; the conceited fellow, and the lazy chap, 
who will lie on the beach and make jokes while 
the others make camp and cook the supper. What- 
ever his fault, such a boy is usually safe in the 
hands of his fellow-campers — among v/hom cold 
water is said to be a cure for everything. "Snipe 
hunts," too, are sometimes useful. But the best 
cure is found in the friendly, democratic spirit 
of the camp, which is made by the boys them- 
selves. When his fellow-campers expect him to 
be a good sport, to be cheerful, to respect the 
rights of others, what boy would not do his best 
to measure up to the standard? A cup for the 
"best all-round fellow" is one of the trophies 
presented by the camp to the boy who is big and 
honest and "square" in his companionships. 

The camp-fire at night brings all the camp to- 
gether and promotes good fellowship. Some 
camps have the fire-circle of the Woodcraft In- 
dians, with the pow-wows and initiations of that 
order. A camp in western New Hampshire makes 
a great feature of singing around the camp-fire, 
with mandolins and guitars and with solos from 
the leaders and older boys. They build up a fire 
with whole trees placed top downward, and while 
the pile blazes and glows they sit around.it on a 
sandy beach and join in all the good old songs 
one after another, from the college songs such as 
"Lord Geoffrey Amherst" to the old negro mel- 
ody "These Bones vShall Rise Again." 

The evenings out of doors are interrupted now 
and then by a circus or vaudeville show, with 
camp talent, or a rainy evening around the fire- 
place, with college tales and pop-corn or marsh- 
mallow-roasts. 

The first part of every week is given over to 
hikes, so that everybody will be in camp for the 
field sports at the end. "Hike" is a general name 



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THE "WAR CAXDF, ' <JF A .bUMMEK CAMP. 



for all trips where the camper does his own work. 
Each hiker takes his share of the food, packs 
his knapsack, and does his part in making camp, 
pitching tents, building the fire, and cooking. As 
some of the hikes are over obscure trails, or no 
trails at all, there is a chance to get in some good 
work in scouting and woodcraft. The trips vary 
from a day's visit to a point of interest in the 
neighborhood to expeditions of three days or 
more. In a White Mountain camp the biggest trip 
is over the Presidential Range to Mount Wash- 
ington. In a Canadian camp it is a hike to Al- 
gonquin Park. One camp spends a week on a 
canoe-trip to study the birds. In northern Wis- 
consin they tell of a canoe-trip, with long car- 
ries, through the Superior Forest Reserve into 
Canada. The camps in the Adirondacks and the 
Maine woods also make the same kind of trips 
from lake to lake. 

No doubt many of you boys who read this have 
taken the trip to Mount Washington. Starting 
out from camp in New Hampshire, or perhaps 
Maine or Vermont, your party took the train to 
some point at the foot and started at once on the 
long climb in order to reach the Madison Huts of 
the Appalachian Mountain Club before night. Or 
the approach may have been made from a differ- 
ent point by climbing over the Carter Range and 
taking in Webster and Clay. Many of the ex- 
periences of that eventful trip have long been 
forgotten, such as the hard, tough climb up Madi- 



son, the discouraging sign-posts and empty can- 
teens and the jungle of fallen trees along the 
Carter trail. But there are others that one can 
never forget. Take, for example, the panorama 
spread out below you the first time you turned to 
look, the jolly night with the bunch at Madison 
Huts, or the hot supper with beefsteak after a 
hard day on the trail. Perhaps the camp log 
reported the passing of a delegation from a girls' 
camp on the trail downward, but you leave that 
to certain individuals known as Bobby and Pete. 

When it comes to the last week every one re- 
mains in camp. Those are the big days of field 
and water sports, with a banquet at the end which 
is the climax of the summer. It is then that the 
trophies and prizes are awarded, including lov- 
ing-cups for tennis, walking, physical improve- 
ment, nature work, fishing, carpentry, the all- 
round good fellow, and all the others. Amid 
toasts and cheers and songs and the very finest 
"eats" the chef can devise, the best of comrades 
unite in one last round-up before the time comes 
to say good-by. 

When the winter snows begin to melt, the sea- 
soned camper takes out his camp log and begins 
to count the days until he can go back. The long- 
ing is increased as he pictures a certain person 
called "Old Mollie" doing the clog, another, called 
"Red," trying to get taps on his tin horn, or the 
whole jolly crowd taking a cold plunge in the 
lake. 



THE HUNTER 



BY GRACE PURDIE MOON 

How quiet the woods ! yet the hunter's trained ear 
Can all through the forest so many sounds hear : 
The soft gentle coo of the wild doves at night ; 
The padding of foxes; the deer's footstep light; 
The whir of the woodcock that rises in flight ; 
The small chatter made by the squirrels in fright ; 
The swish as the rabbit slips by through the grass ; 
The murmur of leaves as the summer winds pass. 
How quiet the woods ! yet the hunter's trained ear 
Can all through the forest these tiny sounds hear. 
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BY AUGUSTA HUIELL SEAMAN 

Author of " The Boarded-up House," " The Sapphire Signet," etc. 



Chapter IX 

FOR THE SAKE OF CECILY 

"What can it mean?" muttered Janet. "What 
does she want of us ?" 

"Why, it 's perfectly plain," declared Marcia. 
"She has discovered that we have been trying to 
correspond with Cecily, and she 's going to de- 
mand an explanation— probably warn us that we 
must stop it. Are you— afraid to go, Janet?" 

"Not I! Why should I be? Miss Benedict 
can't do or say a thing to harm us! But I am 
anxious for poor little Cecily. I just hate to 
think we may have brought trouble on her." 

"Oh, I wish now we 'd never suggested such a 
thing!" moaned Marcia. "We 've just succeeded 
in making that poor little thing miserable, I sup- 
pose." 

"Well, we can only remember that we meant to 
make her happy, and we did—iov a while, at 
least," comforted Janet. "And what 's more, I 'm 
not going to worry about it another bit to-night. 
Maybe it 's something entirely different, anyway." 

Marcia, however, could not bring herself to 
this cheerful view of things. All night long she 
tossed beside the sleeping Janet, wondering and 
wondering about what the coming interview 
might mean, and blaming herself a thousand times 
for placing Cecily in the position of having de- 
ceived her guardian. When morning came she 
was pale and heavy-eyed, which alarmed her aunt 
not a little. 

"You ought not go out this morning, Mar- 
cia," remarked Miss Minerva, anxiously. "The 
sun is very hot, and you look as if you had a 
headache." 

"Oh, no, I have n't, Aunty !" cried Marcia, 
eagerly, fearful of a hitch in their plans. "I did 
n't sleep very well, but a walk in the fresh air 
will do me good, I know." And so Miss Minerva 
saw them go, without further protest. 

They both halted at the gate in the brick wall 
and looked into each other's eyes. The hot morn- 
ing sun beat down upon them as they stood there, 
and passers-by eyed them curiously. Each was 
perfectly certain that the thumping of her heart 
could be heard. And still they stood, hesitating. 

"You 're afraid !" accused Janet. 

"I 'm— not!" protested Marcia. "And I '11 
prove it !" She raised her hand suddenly— and 
pulled the rusty bell-handle. 



It seemed a long, long time before there was 
any response. But at last they heard the click of 
the opening front door and the sound of foot- 
steps on the path. This was followed by the 
creaking of a key turning in the lock of the gate. 
Janet gripped Marcia by the hand, and with 
pounding hearts they stood together, while the 
gate slowly opened. In another instant, the veiled, 
black-gowned figure of Miss Benedict stood be- 
fore them. She waited a moment, silent, appear- 
ing to look them over critically. 

"Come in, if you please !" she said at last, 
very softly, and held the gate open for them. They 
entered obediently, and she shut the gate. It was 
not until they were inside the house, standing 
in the dim hall with the front door closed behind 
them, that another word was spoken. Then Miss 
Benedict faced them again, but she did not re- 
move her bonnet or throw back her veil. 

"I have asked you to come here this morning," 
she began, "because I understand that you have 
become acquainted with the child Cecily Mar- 
lowe." 

Cold chills ran up and down their spines. It 
had come at last ! "Yes," faltered Janet, "we— 
we Jiarc become acquainted with her." It was 
not a brilliant reply, but, for the life of her, she 
could think of nothing else to say. They waited, 
shuddering, for what might be coming next. 

"So .she has told me," went on Miss Benedict. 
"I also understand that lately you have been 
dropping notes to her into the garden — at night." 

Janet noticed, even in the midst of her trepida- 
tion, how wonderfully sweet and soft and har- 
monious the voice was. 

"Yes," replied Marcia, very low, "we have." 
The worst was out— now let the blow fall ! They 
braced themselves to receive it. 

"Cecily is ill !" said Miss Benedict, abruptly. 

They each uttered a startled little "Oh !" 

"She has not been at all well for over a week," 
the lovely voice continued. "I am very much 
worried about her." 

Janet and Marcia glanced into each other's eyes 
in astonishment. Cecily ill — and Miss Benedict 
actually caring about it ! Here were surprises 
indeed ! 

"Oh, I hope it 's nothing serious !" exclaimed 
Marcia, anxiously. 

"I hope it is not — and I tJdnk it is probably 
only the hot weather and— and want of exercise." 



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Miss Benedict hesitated a little over the last. 
"She has been so — poorly, and has— has evidently 
been so anxious to— to see you, that I thought 
I would — surprise her by asking you to come and 

— visit her a while." It was plainly a struggle for 
Miss Benedict to make this seem the natural, nor- 
mal thing to do. "Will you — come up to her 
room ?" 

The girls were almost too stunned at the turn 
events had taken to reply. "Why— we 'd be glad 
to," faltered Marcia, at last. 

"Then, if you will follow me — " Miss Bene- 
dict led the way, through the dark halls and up 
three pairs of stairs. At the door of a room on 
the fourth floor she paused, knocked, and then 
entered. They followed, dimly perceiving a little 
form in the bed, for the shutters, of course, were 
closed. As they entered after Miss Benedict 
Cecily sprang to a sitting posture, with a cry of 
mingled wonder, consternation, and joy. She, 
too, glanced uncertainly at Miss Benedict. 

"I have asked your friends to come and — and 
see you for a while," she explained hesitatingly 
to the bewildered child. "Perhaps it will make 
you — feel better." Then she turned abruptly and 
went out of the room, closing the door after her. 

For a moment they stared at one another. 

"Cecily !" cried Janet, at length, "what does 
this all mean, anyway?" 

"I never dreamed of such a thing as seeing you 

— here !" faltered the invalid. 

"What made her do it?" demanded Marcia. 
"We found a note from her tied to our string. 
How did she know about it?" 

Cecily seemed to shrink back at this piece of 
news. "I told her, myself," she said. "I was 
very sick one night — I think I had a fever. My 
head was so hot and ached so. And she was — 
oh ! so good to me ! I could hardly believe it ! 
She bathed my head, and sat by me, and put her 
cool hands on my forehead. It really seemed as 
if she — cared ! And I felt so ashamed to think 
I 'd — disobeyed her that I just told her right out 
all about it — how lonely I 'd been, and how good 
you were to me, and how I 'd enjoyed hearing 
from you." 

"And what did she say?" breathed Marcia, in 
an awe-struck whisper. 

"Not a word except, 'Never mind now, little 
girl !' And she never said a thing more about it. 
I did n't dream that she 'd ever do such a thing 
as send for you to come and see me !" 

They marveled over it all a moment in silence. 
Then Marcia burst out : "Oh, Cecily, we 've been 
so worried about you ! We could n't think why 
you did n't even take the letters any more. Have 
you been very ill ?" 



"Why, I don't know— I just feel horrid most 
of the time. My head aches a lot, and every once 
in a while I 'm awfully cold, and then I seem to 
be burning up — " 

"Why, I believe you must have malaria !" inter- 
rupted Marcia. "That 's what Aunt Minerva has 
sometimes. You ought to go out more, and have 
fresh air and— sunshine — " She stopped sud- 
denly, remembering the conditions. "But any- i 
way, it is n't serious," she hurried on, after an 
embarrassed pause. "And you ought to have 
some quinine. I wonder if Miss Benedict would i 
let us get it for you. I '11 ask her, later." Then 
they hurried on to tell her how they had contin- 
ued to send down a note every night, hoping that 
she would get it, and how they had feared that 
she might have gone away. 

And Cecily, in return, told them how she had 
enjoyed the notes and gifts, but how guilty she 
had always felt about receiving them, especially 
when she had answered them. 

"And I finished embroidering the boudoir-cap," ' 
she ended, "and— and I gave it to Miss Benedict." I 

"You did?" they both gasped. 

"Oh, I hope you don't mind !" exclaimed Cecily, 
hastily; "but— but I felt as if I wanted to do | 
something for her. She— I— I think I 'm getting 
to like her— more and more." 

"What did she say?" asked Marcia. "Was she 
pleased? I can't imagine her wearing such a 
thing." I 

"She looked at it and then at me— very I 
strangely for a minute. Then she said : 'Thank 
you, child. I — I never wear such things, but I '11 
keep it — for your sake!'" 

'Ts n't that queer !" exclaimed Janet. "You ! 
thought she cared nothing about you !" i 

"Yes," agreed Cecily; "but lately— I 'm not so 
sure." 

In the pause that followed, the girls glanced 
curiously about the darkened room, trying to 
realize that they were actually inside the mysteri- 
ous house at last. It was a large, square room, 
furnished with heavy chairs and an old-fashioned 
bureau and bed. Every shutter was fastened and 
the slats tightly closed. Only the dimmest day- 
light filtered in. The effect was gloomy and de- 
pressing to the last degree. They wondered how 
Cecily had stood it so long. 

'T 'm going to ask Miss Benedict if we can't 
open these shutters," cried Janet, suddenly. "I 
should think you 'd die of this gloom. It 's really 
bad for you, Cecily !" 

"Oh, don't!" exclaimed Cecily, in consterna- 
tion. "I asked her once, when I first came, and she 
did n't like it at all ! She said no, she preferred 
to have them shut, and I must not touch them." 



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"I don't care !" went on Janet, ruthlessly. "You 
were n't sick then. I 'm sure she 'd let you now !" 
And, true to her word, she turned to Miss Bene- 
dict, who entered at this moment, still bonneted 
and veiled. 

"I believe Cecily has malaria. Miss Benedict," 
she began bravely, but with inward trepidation. 



Cecily gave a delighted cry, "Oh, how lovely it 
is to see the sun again !" But Miss Benedict, 
with an abrupt exclamation, retreated hastily 
from the room. 

The girls stayed a few moments more, chatting. 
Then they wisely suggested that perhaps they had 
better go, and not tire Cecily by too long a call. 




'1 M GOING TO ASK MISS BENEDICT IF WE CAN'I' OPEN THESE SIIUTTEKS, CKIEU JANET, SUDDENLY. 



"Oh, do you think so? Is it serious?" The 
melodious voice sounded startled and concerned. 

"I don't think it 's so serious," Janet contin- 
ued, "but she 'd probably get over it quicker if 
she had a lot of fresh air and sunshine. Could 
n't she have the shutters open? It would do her 
lots of good." 

Cecily and Marcia trembled at Janet's temerity 
and watched Miss Benedict with bated breath. 
But instead of being annoyed, she only seemed 
surprised and relieved. 

"Why, do you think so?" she queried. "Then 
— surely they may be opened. I — I do not like 
the— the glare of so much daylight myself, but 
Cecily may have it here, if she chooses." And fol- 
lowing up her words, she pushed open one of the 
shutters. A broad shaft of sunlight streamed in, 
and, blinking from the previous gloom, Janet and 
Marcia threw open the others. 



Hearing Miss Benedict's footstep in the hall be- 
low, they took their leave, promising to come 
again, as soon as it seemed best. On the landing 
of the stairway they found the black-veiled figure 
apparently waiting for them. 

Now, during all the strange little interview, a 
curious impression had been growing upon Janet, 
strengthened by every word Miss Benedict had 
uttered — an impression that here was no grim, 
forbidding jailor, such as they had imagined the 
mistress of "Benedict's Folly" to be. Instead, they 
had encountered a gentle, almost winning, little 
person, worried about the illness of the child in 
her care and plainly anxious to do everything 
suggested to make her more comfortable. Janet 
suddenly resolved on a bold move. 

"Cecily is so lonely," she began, turning to 
Miss Benedict. "Don't you think it would do 
her lots of good to come in and visit us once in 



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a while? Marcia's aunt would be so glad to see 
her. As soon as she is a little better, can't she—" 

'"Xo," interrupted Miss Benedict, her little fig- 
ure suddenly stiffening and a determined note 
creeping into her soft voice. "I am sorry. Cecily 
cannot make visits. It is out of the question !" 

It was like striking a hidden rock in a smooth, 
beautiful sheet of water. And her words admit- 
ted of no argument. Janet and Marcia followed 
her meekly and in silence down to the front door. 
Here, in an uncertain pause, Marcia made one 
further suggestion. 

"May we bring Cecily some quinine?" she ven- 
tured. "If she has malaria, she ought to have 
that. We have lot's of it at home." 

"It would be very kind of you," replied Miss 
Benedict, in an entirely different tone. "Come 
to-morrow and see her again — if your aunt will 
permit it. Perhaps it would be well to explain 
to her—" and here her manner became confused 
— "that — I — er — do not make calls or — or receive 
them, but this is just— just for the sake of the 
child." It was plain to the girls that this admis- 
sion was wrung from her only by a great effort. 
She opened the front door and followed them to 
the gate. When she had unlocked it, Marcia 
turned to her impulsively. 

"Thank you so much for letting us come ! We 
are very, very fond of Cecily. She is such a 
dear, and we 've been terribly worried about her. 
As a relative, I 'm afraid you have been still 
more anxious." 

The black figure started. "She is no relative of 
mine !" came abruptly from behind the veil. 

"Oh, I beg your pardon, I should say— friend," 
stuttered Marcia, embarrassed, "or — or the 
daughter of a friend, perhaps." 

"She is not," Mies Benedict contradicted, in a 
strange, flat tone, as if repeating a lesson. "I do 
not know who she is— nor why she is here !" 

Chapter X 

THE FILIGREE BRACELET 

Aunt Minerva took off her silver-rimmed spec- 
tacles, wiped them excitedly, and put them on 
again. 

"And she said she did n't know who the child 
was or why she was there? Well — I— never !" 
she exclaimed, adjusting them all awry. 

Marcia had decided to tell her aunt all about 
it. And Janet had agreed with her that since 
Miss Benedict had spoken as she did, there could 
be no further occasion for secrecy. So that night 
they gave her an entire history of the afifair, and 
found her a willing listener, interested and sym- 
pathetic beyond their wildest expectations. 



"Why, Aunty, I did n't suppose you 'd care 
much about it !" exclaimed Marcia, in surprise. 
"And here you are, nearly as excited over it as 
we 've been." 

"Why, who would not be ?" said Miss Minerva. 
"It 's precisely like a mystery in a book. I was 
n't interested in the old place at first, because I 
was too busy and it seemed as if the people living 
there were such slack housekeepers. I have n't 
any sympathy with that. But what could she 
mean by that last remark? Not know who the 
child is— or why she 's there! It 's absurd! I 
can't believe it !'' 

"Well, that 's what she said!" asserted Marcia, 
again. "And if any one ever heard of a bigger 
mystery, I 'd like to know about it!" 

Miss Minerva took up her mending again. 
"Then I don't see why she keeps the girl," she 
commented. 

"She keeps her, / think, because she 's getting 
sort of fond of her," reasoned Janet. "You can 
easily see that. Cecily said she was very good 
to her the night she was so ill. And then, too, it 
must have been a hard pull for her to go so far 
as to send for us to come in just because it might 
please Cecily." 

"We must see that the child has the quinine, 
and it would n't hurt her to have a glass or two 
of currant jelly. Don't forget them when you 
go in to-morrow," Miss Minerva reminded them. 
"I 'd like to have her here and nurse her myself 
and feed her up a bit. And that 's another 
strange thing— why should that woman" (Miss 
Minerva invariably alluded to Miss Benedict as 
"that woman") "allow you to go in and visit the 
child, yet forbid her to visit you?" 

"Don't ask us why," laughed Marcia. "We 're 
as much in the dark as any one else. What / 
want to know is why did Miss Benedict allow 
Cecily to open her shutters to-day when she re- 
fused her a while ago. And why does n't she 
open them over all the rest of the house?" 

"Well, what / want to know," added Janet, "is 
why Cecily's mother should have sent her over 
here to the Benedicts' at all, when nobody knew 
her or claimed her. W'hatever made her think 
of such a thing?" 

"There are several explanations that might suit 
such a case," mused Miss Minerva. "Mrs. Mar- 
lowe might have been a married sister, or some 
more distant relative, who — " 

"Then would n't Miss Benedict know about it 
— or at least suspect some such connection?" in- 
terrupted Marcia. 

"That 's true," acknowledged her aunt. "There 
must be some other explanation. JVhaf a puz- 
zle !" 



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"What 's more," added Janet, 'T remember that 
Cecily told us this : when she first came, Miss 
Benedict questioned her all about herself —where 
she came from, and all that. And after Cecily 
had told her she never said a word, but just 
walked away, shaking her head." 

Miss Minerva's mind suddenly took a new turn. 
"Did n't you say the child sent you a couple of 
gifts— little trinkets— not long ago? I 'd like to 
see them." 

"We 've never worn them," said Marcia. "It 
just seemed as if we could n't— she ought not to 
have given them away. And yet — I know just 
how she felt— she wanted to do something .' I '11 
get them." She brought the box and laid it in her 
aunt's lap. 

Miss Minerva examined the coral pendant first. 
"The dear little thing!" she murmured. "She 
must think a lot of you to have parted with this !" 
Then she laid it down and took up the bracelet. 
"Gracious !" she exclaimed immediately, letting it 
fall and then picking it up again. "Am I going 
crazy, or are my eyes deceiving me?" She turned 
it over and over. 

"What 's the matter?" cried both girls at once. 

"Ma»t?r.?'" cried Miss Minerva. "Why, just this : 
that bracelet is exactly like one I 've had put 
away for years !" The girls stared at her in- 
credulously. "I '11 get it this minute and prove 
it !" And she hurried out of the room. 

While she was gone they examined the brace- 
let more closely than they had yet done. It con- 
sisted of two thin rims of silver, joined by silver 
filigree-work, a quarter of an inch wide. Here 
and there, at intervals in the filigree, and forming 
part of the pattern, were several strange charac- 
ters, looking, as Marcia declared, like those on 
the receipt from a Chinese laundry. The work- 
manship was unusually delicate and beautiful. 

In five minutes Miss Minerva was back, flushed 
and disheveled, from a hunt through several 
bureau-drawers and boxes. 

■"I could n't find it at first," she panted. "In 
Northam I used to be able to lay my hand on any- 
thing I wanted, at an instant's notice, but in this 
apartment !" She heaved a resigned sigh and 
laid something beside the bracelet on the table. 

It was the exact duplicate— in every last detail ! 
Even the complicated characters were identical ! 
The three stared at the trinkets in an expressive 
silence. Not for a moment could it be doubted 
that these two bracelets were once a pair. They 
were so unusual that it was impossible there could 
be others like them. This astonishing fact was 
patent to them all. 

"Aunt Minerva, where did you get yours?" 
breathed Marcia, at last. 



"Why, that 's easily explained," answered Miss 
Brett. "Your father brought it to me about ten 
or twelve years ago, after one of his voyages. He 
said that a Chinese sailor in Hong-Kong had of- 
fered to sell it to him for a small sum, and seeing 
it was a rather unique little trinket, he bought 
it and brought it home to me. I never wear such 
things, however. Jewelry never did appeal to 
me, and bracelets, particularly, always seemed a 
nuisance. So I put it away intending to give it to 
you some day, Marcia. And after a while I actu- 
ally forgot all about it — till to-night !" 

Janet sat up very straight. "There 's just one 
thing I 'd give my head to know — this minute ! 
Where did Cecily get her bracelet?" 

"Well, that you can easily find out— but I 'm 
afraid you '11 have to wait till to-morrow morn- 
ing!" laughed Marcia. 

"There 's something very strange about this," 
marveled Miss Minerva, turning the two trinkets 
over and over. "Actually, I can't hardly tell now 
which is mine and which hers, except that mine 
is a little more tarnished from having been laid 
away. Your father said, when he gave me mine, 
that he 'd never seen anything like it in any of 
those foreign jewelry-shops and that was why 
he 'd been specially attracted to it." 

"Aunty," said Marcia, suddenly, "where do you 
suppose that sailor got it?" 

"Your father said," replied Miss Minerva, "that 
he 'd probably stolen it, or somebody else had. 
It may have passed through dozens of hands after 
it was taken from the original owner. You never 
can tell about such things in the East, and it 's 
useless to inquire." 

Again they all stared hard at the two silver 
trinkets, lying side by side on the table. 

"And these two bracelets once belonged to the 
same person," murmured Marcia, at last ; "per- 
haps to some one connected with Cecily. And to 
think they should have drifted half-way around 
the world to find themselves side by side again in 
busy, practical New York !" 

Chapter XI 

THE LIFTED VEIL 

Next morning Marcia and Janet sallied forth to 
make their promised visit to Cecily. They were 
armed with a box of quinine pills, two glasses of 
currant jelly, a new magazine, Marcia's violin in 
its case, and, last, but not least, the two filigree 
bracelets. And they were literally bursting with 
news and excitement. 

Miss Benedict opened the gate for them as be-, 
fore, and to their inquiries replied that Cecily 
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pressed excitement in their manner, she did not 
comment upon it, but only led the way to Cecily's 
room without further words. She was bonneted 
and veiled as usual. At the door she left them, 
saying she would not go in. 

"Cecily, Cecily!" cried Marcia, immediately; 
"we have news— such strange news for you !" 
Cecily was at once all eagerness and animation. 

"Oh, tell me, quickly !" she exclaimed, sitting 
up in the bed. "I feel so much better. I 'm going 
to get up to-day. But how can you have any news 
—about me?" 

"Cecily," said Janet, sitting down on the edge 
of the bed, "have you been thinking, all this time, 
that Miss Benedict knew everything about you, 
and why you came here, and all that ?" 

"Why, of course!" cried Cecily, opening her 
blue eyes wide. "She has never explained it to 
me, and she 's so — so queer that I never liked to 
ask her. But I always thought she knew!" 

"Well, she does n't— not a thing, apparently," 
replied Janet, and then repeated to her all the 
strange conversation at the gate on the day be- 
fore. 

When she had finished, Cecily sat as if stunned 
— quiet and rigid and staring out of the window. 
So much had it appeared to affect her that Janet 
was suddenly sorry she had said a word about it. 

"Then— what does it all mean?" murmured 
Cecily, at last. "I 'm here where I 've no right to 
be. Nobody knows me — or wants me. How did 
it all happen ? Don t I htlon^ io anybody?" She 
looked so bewildered, so frightened, so unhappy, 
that Janet and Marcia both put their arms about 
her. 

"It 's all right, Cecily; it 's sure to be all right- 
in the end. We would love you and want you if 
nobody else did. And I 'm sure Miss Benedict 
must care for you too. She really acts so. But 
the question is, how did you ever come to be sent 
here at all ? Did n't your mother ever say any- 
thing to you about this place or any of the peo- 
ple over here ?" 

"No," said Cecily, in a hushed voice. It was 
evident from her manner that her grief over the 
loss of her mother was very keen, and she had 
only once voluntarily referred to it or to any- 
thing connected with it. 

"My mother never, never mentioned the name 
of Benedict to me, — I never heard of it before." 

"But could n't Miss Benedict possibly have been 
some connection — some distant connection that 
she never thought of or mentioned?" persisted 
Marcia. 

"No— my mother's people were all English," de- 
clared Cecily, "and they were all dead. We had 
no relatives living." 



"Well, your father, then ?" supplemented Janet. 
"What about him?" 

"I never knew him to remember him. Mother 
said he died when I was a baby a year or two 
old. He had n't any relatives, either." 

"Well, here 's something else we have to tell 
you, and it 's the strangest thing yet," began 




i.\ I hi: sudden light of the open 

DOOR SHE STOOD REVEALED." 



Janet. "Can you tell us where you got that 
bracelet, Cecily,— the one you were so lovely as 
to send to us ?" 

"Why, I always had it," answered Cecily. 
"Even when I was a tiny little girl and it was 
much too big for me, it seemed to be mine. 
Mother kept it in a box, but she let me play with 
it once in a while. Then when I was older and 
it fitted me better, she let me wear it. I think 
she said my father gave it to me. I don't re- 
• member very clearly. I don't believe I ever 



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thought much about it, ahhough I realized it was 
rather unusual. But why do you ask?" 

"Did she ever say it had a mate— that there 
was a pair of them?" questioned Marcia. 

"Oh, no ! I 'm sure she never said anything 
about another." 

"What do you think of this, then?" Marcia 
drew the two bracelets out of her ha.g, and laid 
them side by side on the bed. 

"Why, how very, very queer!" cried Cecily, in- 
credulously. "Where did you get the other?" 

Marcia outlined its history. "You see, there 
is n't a shadow of doubt that there was once a 
pair of them," .she ended, "and that they both be- 
longed to the same person. Now zvlio could that 
person be?" 

"It must have been some one connected with 
you, Cecily," added Janet. "Everything points 
that way. Well, one thing is certain: if we could 
find out the truth about these two bracelets, I 
believe we 'd find out about Cecily, too — why she 
is here and the whole mystery !" 

All three were very silent for a moment, con- 
sidering. 

"I know one thing," ventured Marcia, at length. 
"Cecily, you must not give this bracelet away. 
It was dear and sweet of you to think of it in the 
first place— and we '11 kee]) the little coral pend- 
ant for both of us if you like. But the bracelet 
is something that may mean a great deal to you 
yet, and you ought to have it. Don't you agree 
with me, Janet ?" 

"I certainly do," added Janet, heartily ; "and 
what 's more, I 've thought of something else. 
When Captain Brett comes home next time, he 
may be able to tell us something more about the 
other bracelet. When do you expect him, 
Marcia ?" 

"Not for two or three months," replied Marcia, 
ruefully. "I 'd give anything if it could only be 
sooner. It seems as if we nez'cr could wait that 
long !" 

"Well, let 's not think of it just now," com- 
forted Janet. "I don't suppose we can find out 
anything till he does come, so there 's no use 

( To be a 



fretting. How would you like to hear some 
music, Cecily? Marcia 's brought her violin." 

"How good of you !" cried Cecily, an almost 
pathetic eagerness in her voice. "It will be won- 
derful to hear it near by!" 

So Marcia opened the case and took out the in- 
strument, tuned it, tucked it lovingly under her 
chin, and slipped into a rollicking Hungarian 
dance by Brahms, while her little audience lis- 
tened spellbound. 

"Oh, something else, please!" sighed Cecily, 
blissfully, when it was ended. And Marcia, 
changing the theme, gave them the lullaby from 
"Jocelyn," and after that Beethoven's Minuet 

in r;. 

"Just one more," begged Cecily; "that is— if 
you 're not too tired. The one I — I like so much !" 

"I know— the 'Traumerei,' " nodded Marcia, 
and once more laid her bow across the strings. 

When the last note had died away, they were 
all suddenly startled by a strange sound just out- 
side the door— a sound that was partly a sob and 
l)artly a half-stifled exclamation. 

Before she quite realized what she was doing, 
Janet, who happened to be sitting near the door, 
sprang u]) and threw it open. 

In the hall outside stood Miss Benedict, her 
hands clasped tensely in front of her. But, 
-Strangest of all, her veil was thrown back from 
her face, and in the .sudden light of the open 
door she stood revealed ! In an instant they real- 
ized that Cecily had not exaggerated the beauty 
of her singularly lovely face. She plainly had 
been listening, captivated, to the music within the 
room, and something about it must have stirred 
her strangely. 

All this they noticed in the fraction of a mo- 
ment, for, as she saw them, she pulled down her 
veil with a hasty movement, murmuring some- 
thing about having heard music and coming to see 
what it was. 

But .she did not pull it down quickly enough to 
hide one fact from the gaze of the two girls — 
that her beautiful gray eyes were brimming with 
tears ! 



JUVENILE PUDDING 



When Mamma makes the pudding, 
She takes a bowl of rice. 

Then adds a cup of raisins. 
And then a bit of spice. 



If only once dear Mamma 

Would follow my advice 
And take a quart of raisins 

To sev'ral grains of rice ! 

Alice CrozveU Hoffman. 



OUR UNDERSEA FIGHTERS 



BY COMMANDER ORTON P. JACKSON, U. S. N., and 
CAPTAIN FRANK E. EVANS, U. S. M. C. 



Of all the craft that make up the fleet, from the 
grim dreadnought and its powerful fourteen- 
inch monsters to the fussy steam-launch and its 
one-pounder gun in the bow, there is none that 
should have the same interest for the American 
boy as the submarine. Among the units of the 
fleet it is the one distinctively American product 
of inventive genius. It was an American, Robert 
Fulton, then living in France, in 1800, who de- 
signed the first submarine. It was another Amer- 



of 27,000 tons is an easy victim to the submarine 
of one-fiftieth her tonnage when the submarine 
takes her unawares. 

It remained for the European War, more than 
a century after Fulton's design, to vindicate the 
prophecies that the submarine would play a great 
part in the struggle for the control of the seas. 
The war stripped the submarine of much of its 
mystery, for every American boy now knows 
something of the part it plays in naval warfare, 




A SUBMARINE RUNNING ON Tllli SURFACE. 



ican citizen, John P. Holland, who built the first 
submarine that met its tests successfully, carry- 
ing within its steel skin practically all of the 
principles of the modern submarine. As far back 
as the sixteenth century men dreamed of a boat 
that could travel beneath the seas, just- as men 
dreamed of a craft that could sail through the 
skies with the freedom of a great bird. Not 
until the two Americans, Fulton and Holland, 
made their practical contributions to this end did 
the submarine of to-day emerge from the realm 
of visions to its grim power. Jules Verne, in his 
remarkable romance, 'Twenty Thousand Leagues 
under the Sea," only guessed at the wonderful 
possibilities of the craft that he dreamed of. 

Then again, of all ships, the submarine is the 
only one that can manoeuver beneath the waves 
as well as on the surface, and the dreadnought 



of how it fights, and how, in turn, it is hunted, to 
be either captured or sunk. Whatever our sym- 
pathies in that gigantic struggle may be, it must 
be a matter of national pride that Americans 
gave to that warfare one of its mightiest engines. 
American-built submarines, too, showed to the 
world that the tiny undersea craft, assembled in 
this country, were heard from in the fighting at 
the Dardanelles, having traveled a distance of 
five thousand sea-leagues. 

Ever since the United States Government ac- 
cepted the first successful submarine, the Holland, 
in 1898, all the navies of the world have built, 
and are building, fleets of submarines. They 
have increased in size, power, and sea-going abili- 
ties until the Germans have produced the super- 
submarine, the Deutschland, with its displacement 
of 2300 tons submerged, in the summer of 1916. 



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629 

I 




THIS SUBiMARINE HAS JUST LAUN'CHED A TOKl'K IK I. 
The central arrow points to the wake of the torpedo, the right-hand arrow to the track of the submarine. 



The Dcntschlaiid was the first demonstration of 
the part that the big nndersea craft are destined 
to play in the development of commerce as well 
as in its destruction. Unarmed she ran the for- 
midable British blockade from Bremen to Balti- 
more and back, her hull loaded with priceless con- 
traband. 

The ordinary type of submarine used by the 
United States Navy has about 500 tons of sub- 
merged displacement, much smaller than the sea- 
going submarines that the European nations have 
used in their raids on commerce and in their 
blockades. It was left to them to prove that the 
submarine was an even more formidable weapon, 
in some respects, than those who knew it best 
under peace conditions had claimed. There had 
been practically no chance to test out its efficiency 
e.xcept under peace conditions. Naval officers 
had not only had no practical opportunity to 
prove out their theories of attack, but there had 
been no practical chance to build up a defense 
against the untried weapon. 

The submarine is shaped like the torpedo, with- 
out the use of which the undersea boat would 
have remained little better than a toy. In reality 
it is a submerging or diving torpedo-boat that is 
driven on the surface by oil-engines and below 
the sea by electric power, and which discharges 
torpedoes at its enemy. The torpedo-tubes of a 
submarine vary in number according to its size. 
Some types carry their tubes aft, some on the 
broadside, but the majority carry them forward. 
The torpedoes used are the same as those fired 
from destroyers and from battleships. The tor- 
pedo itself is astonishingly accurate because of 
the gyroscopic mechanism which, acting on a 
vertical rudder, holds it true to its course. The 
difficulty in aiming it in submarine work is great, 
and this alone has saved many ships from de- 
struction. 

Because the submarine does the greater part 



of its deadly work while partially or totally sub- 
merged, and because its only protection against 
an enemy ship lies in diving, it is built to meet 
the great pressure on its hull. Unlike other 
craft, it is therefore usually built in circular sec- 
tions, because this form gives it the strength 
needed. 

When the submarine runs on the surface it is 
driven by oil-engines with a speed ranging around 
fifteen knots. When the "sub," as its crew calls 
it, dives and runs submerged, it is propelled by 
electric motors, which are fed by storage-bat- 
teries. At target-practice they run submerged at 
about eight knots, and one improvement for 
which all navies are striving is to increase this 
speed below water. The new submarines that 
are now building for our Navy will average about 




A SI 11MI,I<(;1N<; TlisT. 



800 tons displacement when submerged, be about 
250 feet long, and will have a speed on the 
surface of about nineteen knots and a maximum 
speed below of nearly fourteen knots. The 
"subs" of this type will cost $1,200,000, without 



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[May, 



figuring on the armor and the armament. To 
build them longer would increase the danger in 
diving to a very risky point, but they will be as 
seaworthy, speedy, powerful, and comfortable as 
any submarine afloat. 

At one stage of the submarine's development 
carbonic-acid gas was a danger to which the crew 
was exposed, and it was customary to carry white 
mice as pets on the "subs," since they quickly 
collapsed at the first trace of it. Now, mechani- 
cal devices show the formation of any gas what- 
ever, even such as hydrogen, which is odorless. 
As the current developed while running sub- 
merged is quickly used up at high speed, the 
undersea fighter usually runs at slow speed, using 
the high speed only for short spurts. The cur- 
rent can be replaced only by coming to the sur- 



it is hard to sink to a depth that will bring any 
relief, but out in the open sea, when a gale rages, 
she can sink to a depth of one hundred feet. 
Even then there is an up and down motion, that 
the crew calls "pumping," that cannot be es- 
caped. It is only on cruises of a fortnight or so, 
however, that a submarine crew gets no relief 
from these conditions. Between runs, and while 
in port or at the submarine base, the crews live 
in airy barracks or sling their hammocks in the 
tender that is detailed with each flotilla as a 
mother-ship. 

Little shows above the deck of the submarine 
on the surface but the conning-tower that stands 
about six feet above deck. The surface navi- 
gation is done exactly as with other vessels, the 
captain and helmsman using the conning-tower 




CROSS-SECTION OF A SUBMARINE, SHOWING ITS INTERIOR ARRANGEMENT. 



face, operating the oil-engines, and recharging 
the batteries. 

Like the torpedoes that have made the sub- 
marine the most dreaded of all sea-fighters, the 
modern submarine is divided into water-tight 
compartments. These are the torpedo, crew, bat- 
tery, diving, and engine compartments, and spare 
torpedoes are carried in the crew quarters. Life 
on a submarine is no bed of roses, but the Navy 
never lacks for volunteers for the flotilla. It 
carries extra pay to make up in part for its dis- 
comforts, but, more than all, the lure of danger 
attracts the American blue-jacket. 

The living quarters, built for crews ranging 
from ten to thirty men, are damp and cramped, 
and the atmosphere is usually foul with oily va- 
pors and stale air. At best, the amount of fresh 
air in a submarine is one third that which a man 
enjoys on a surface-operating ship. In rough 
weather, whether running above or below water, 
the percentage of seasickness is high, even with 
men who never have felt its pangs on board a 
battle-ship in the worst of storms. On the sur- 
face, in nasty weather, everything is closed but 
the conning-tower hatch, and then conditions 
within the "sub" are almost as bad as when run- 
ning submerged. In the channel of a harbor 



for their station. Below the water the periscope 
takes the place of the conning-tower. A rapid- 
fire gun, running in caliber up to one that fires 
a fourteen-pound shell, and the radio for sig- 
naling purposes are housed in the superstructure 
or recessed in the hull when the submarine makes 
its dive. The gun is used both in halting mer- 
chantmen that try to escape and in its blockade 
duties. A submarine signal apparatus, for use 
while submerged, has been added to the modern 
submarine's equipment, and another great im- 
provement is the use of electric stoves for cook- 
ing, the current being taken from the storage- 
batteries. 

When the submarine finds it necessary to 
submerge, whether preparatory to an attack, to 
escape an enemy ship, or for practice, all open- 
ings in the hull are closed by water-tight hatches. 
Of our two principal types the Holland type sub- 
merges by diving, and the Lake boat by sinking 
on an even keel. Water is then admitted, by 
way of the ballast-tanks, to destroy the natural 
buoyancy of the craft. The diving-rudders at 
the bow and stern are deflected, and the water 
closes over the sea-tiger, leaving but a few bub- 
bles to mark its going. A gage registers the 
depth to which she sinks, and while the greatest 



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depth at which she operates is ordinarily one 
hundred feet, they have operated as far down 
as from two hundred to two hundred and fifty 
feet. Here the pres- 
sure of the water is 
so powerful that 
there is danger of 
crushing the sides and 
being unable to rise to 
safety. To test the 
strength of a new 
submarine's hull they 
must submerge to one 
hundred and fifty feet 
if they are of the 
large type, as this has 
been found to leave 
the right margin of 
safety. 

When running sub- 
merged, the swish of 
a ship's propellers in 
the vicinity can be 
heard inside the sub- 
marine, and when the 
captain is thus warned 
of the enemy's pres- 
ence he can rest in 

peace on a clean bed of sand while the sub- 
marine-hunters cruise vainly above. 



when it is so far submerged that only a foot or 
two of the periscope's tip can be seen. The peri- 
scope is a long vertical tube of small diameter. 




Copyright by Enrique Muller, Ir 




■1.0TII.I..\ OF SrBMAKINES AT A N.WAI. B.\.SIC 



Without the periscope, the submarine would be 
a blinded fighter. Its most deadly work is done 



A MOTHER-SHU' AND HF.R SUBMARINES. 

with prisms at either end and the necessary 
lenses. It rises eighteen feet above the deck, and 
below, where the other end 
pierces the hull, is tTie eye- 
piece for the observer. It 
can be turned in any direc- 
tion, and when a merchant- 
man trying to run the block- 
ade or an enemy ship comes 
within its field, the subma- 
rine is suddenly transformed 
into a formidable and 
stealthy sea-tiger. The peri- 
scope becomes its eyes, and 
the dials, compasses, and 
other instruments of the fire 
control its brain. The en- 
gines that carry it to effec- 
tive range are its swift, tire- 
less legs, and the destructive 
charge of 250 pounds of gun- 
cotton in the unleashed tor- 
pedo is the death-dealing 
jaws and rending claws of 
the great cat that has seen 
its prey and steals up on it 
with the skill of a tiger stalk- 
ing a buffalo. No tiger is more merciless. 

The submarine chooses- to fight at as close 



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quarters as can be had with safety, in order to 
cut down the chance of missing its big quarry 
and because it cannot carry an unlimited supply 
of the eight-thousand-dollar torpedoes. As soon 
as its target is discovered the captain takes his 
bearings, and down goes the "sub" and with it 
the telltale periscope that, once seen, draws a 
shower of shells that crush the skin of the boat 
as though it were an egg-shell. Then he 
dives, and steers by his bearings to a range as 
close as is wise. Up goes the periscope for a 
final aim, just high enough to make it certain, 
and the submarine swings about to bring its tor- 
pedo-tubes in line with the target. In the time 
that the torpedo covers a thousand yards a dread- 
nought will steam twice her length, and this and 
the conditions of the weather must be quickly 
and accurately considered by the "sub's" skipper. 
The war has also shown that, when a submarine 
is discovered, the only safety for a vessel is to 
steer a zigzag course and crowd on enough steam 
to let the torpedo go tearing by. The slightest 
error in aim is fatal to a submarine's chances of 
a telling hit. 

When the exact position is determined, then 
comes the word: "Stand by to fire a torpedo! 
. . . Fire!" Straight as an arrow speeds the 
cigar-shaped missile and its freight of deadly 
guncotton, traveling ten to fifteen feet below wa- 
ter in order to make its hit beneath the vulnerable 
water-line of its target. The compressed air that 
is its motive power shows in the torpedo's wake in 
a sinister track of light air-bubbles. The impact 
of the torpedo's head on the hull of the luckless 
ship explodes the shattering charge of guncotton, 
and this first explosion is felt slightly within the 
hull of the waiting submarine. Often there is a 
second explosion if the torpedo finds the ship's 
boilers or her powder-magazines. 

Then the diving-rudders are reversed, the bal- 
last-tanks pumped out by compressed air, and the 
long, sharklike body creeps warily to the surface 
for a "look see," as the sailors have it. The 
critical moment, whenever a "sub" rises, begins 
when the periscope has climbed to a point where 
it reaches the depth of a ship's keel. It ends only 
after the periscope's tip shakes of¥ the water and 
the captain can sweep the surface with its aid. 
All this time his craft is like a great, blinded 
fish, helpless against attack. As the tip clears 
the surface the dark shade of the sea fades to 
the grass green of the under surface, and then 
white air-bubbles can be seen as the silver touch 
of daylight signals the return to the surface. 

Nerves are at high tension, until, through the 
periscope, a seething white cloud of steam 
pouring from the open hatches and ports of the 



crippled vessel tells its tale. A few minutes later 
there is nothing but a huddle of wreckage to show 
where the submarine has added another to its 
grewsome toll. 

Just as the European War brought the possi- 
bilities of the submarine to an effectiveness never 
dreamed of, so has it brought to the front the 
methods of hunting down and destroying or cap- 
turing it. On blockade duty, trawlers, towing 
between them grappling-lines, sweep suspected 
areas for them. To protect the clumsy trawlers, 
torpedo-craft patrol outside with unceasing vigil 
and tow explosive-laden sweeps behind them. At 
other points, where submarines have been re- 
ported, are stretched stationary nets with mines 
above. The explosive sweeps and the mines, 
when detonated by the touch of the submarine, 
explode with deadly effect. In the course of the 
war many have been caught in nets of wire and 
their propellers fouled in the meshes. As the 
submarines were sealed tight against the water 
it was impossible for them to cut the net away. 
When trapped in this manner their doom was 
certain. The air inside a submarine lasts but 
little more than half a day. Then air from the 
air-flasks or "banks" has to be used. The foul 
air, of course, cannot be pumped out, as then a 
vacuum would be created in which the crew, could 
not live. Three days, or possibly four, and the 
trapped sea-tiger has slain its keepers. When 
the sea is calm, the bottom light in color, and the 
air conditions good, sea-planes can spot and fol- 
low a submarine when it is not over fifty feet 
below the surface. 

It calls for men of iron nerves and quick de- 
cision to man our submarines either in peace or 
war. Submarine experts look upon the factor of 
nerves as the most important of all, and they have 
given to it the title of calculation. Within the 
cramped walls that are the home of the crew 
are housed the most intricate mechanism that 
man has invented for warfare. Outside its steel 
walls are mines, great nets of wire, explosives, 
shells, and sea-planes, all devised for its destruc- 
tion, and the sharp keels of ships that slice through 
them as a knife cuts cheese. The smallest shell 
can penetrate them, and nets can hold the sub- 
marine as helpless as a child in the grasp of a 
giant. Danger lies everywhere for the tiger of 
the seas. The ocean in which it lives is a powder- 
tank that waits but for a spark. Only nerves of 
iron can cope against such an array of enemies. 
The slightest hesitation of its captain in the face 
of any one of them means the end of his ship 
and his crew. As one expert has put it, the 
whole A B C of submarine warfare is to act at 
an instant's warning with nerves of steel. 



ELINOR AND TED.' —PAINTED BY LYDIA FIELD EMMET. 

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BY JOSEPH B. AMES 

Autlior of " The Treasure of the Canyon," etc. 



Chapter XV 

THE RESCUE 

As he went under, Sanson's first feeling was one 
of utter panic. The shock and cold, above all the 
horrible sense of suffocation, started him strug- 
gling as madly and ineffectually as Trexler had 
done a moment before. Then all at once, out 
of the whirling turmoil of fear which filled his 
soul, some vague remembrance of the brief les- 
sons last summer stood forth, and he thrust down- 
ward with his feet. The motion was almost en- 
tirely instinctive, but the result was curiously 
steadying. The moment that downward move- 
ment ceased, his brain seemed to clear and he 
got a grip on himself. 

"I must n't come up under the ice," he found 
himself thinking, as he pushed vigorously upward 
again. 

Then his head cleaved the water and he gulped 
in the blessed air in long, deep breaths. An in- 
stant later this was cut off by the grip of arms 
about his neck as Trexler, whom he had momen- 
tarily forgotten, clutched at him with all the 
strength and determination of despair. 

That there were approved methods of releas- 
ing such grips Frank knew from repeated peru- 
sals of the scout handbook, but not a vestige of 
them stuck in his mind now. Full of wild panic, 
he struck out blindly with all his power. Trex- 
ler's head went back under the impact ; his grasp 
slackened. Sanson had a momentary glimpse of 
the white face with half-closed eyes and twisted 
lips all a-swirl with water, and again that im- 
pulse that was stronger than panic made him 
reach out and catch hold of the boy's shoulder. 
At almost the same instant something hard grazed 
his cheek, and he realized that the force of his 
blow had sent him against one side of the hole. 
With a gasp of thankfulness, he caught at it, 
finding the ice here fairly substantial. He drew 
Trexler's body closer to him, and for the first 
time since the plunge he had a moment in which 
to think. 

"I must n't try and climb out or it '11 break," he 
muttered. "Why don't the fellows come? They 
must have got out by now." He quite failed to 
realize how short a space of time it was since he 
had first started to Trexler's aid. "I can't hold 
on here much longer. I 'm freezing now, and — " 

His voice broke a little, but he bit his lip and 



choked back the sob in his throat. Then, sum- 
moning all his strength, he tried to shout for help, 
but the result was a hoarse croak that could not 
have been heard a hundred feet away. To his 
utter astonishment it was answered from close 
at hand. 

"Hold tight, Frank; we 're coming!" 

It was Sherman Ward's voice. Sanson could 
scarcely believe his senses, even though a moment 
later he heard the scrape of skates and the grat- 
ing of a sudden stopping. It took him a moment 
or two to realize that he had become turned 
around and was facing the inlet and the bridge, 
so that the fellows had been able to approach 
from down the lake without his seeing them. 

"Get that branch there," he heard Sherman 
order crisply. "Hustle ! Can you keep up a bit 
longer, Frank?" 

"S-s-sure!" answered Sanson, through chatter- 
ing teeth. "Only be as qu-quick as you c-c-can. 
P-P-Paul-" 

"We '11 be there in half a shake. That 's it, 
Dale. Shove it across. Now, you fellows, hold 
fast to that end while I go out." 

There was a scraping sound and the end of 
a stout branch appeared in front of Sanson. 
Then, more slowly, Shferman's head and shoulders 
came in sight as he crept cautiously out along it. 

"I '11 take him first," he said. "Can you raise 
him up a little ?" 

"I 'm afraid not. My arm 's all numb, and—" 

"All right," interrupted the patrol-leader. "I '11 
manage. Hold fast back there." 

He wriggled forward a bit more and, reaching 
down, managed to catch Trexler imder the arms. 
To draw him out of the water was a more diffi- 
cult business, but Sherman had good muscles and 
accomplished it without accident. The ice creaked 
and groaned, but evidently had not been much 
weakened by the treacherous spring, and it held. 
The arm with which Frank had been supporting 
the boy had absolutely no feeling in it, and the 
strain of gripping the slippery ice was growing 
unendurable. He shifted his hold to the stick, 
however, and a moment later he was half lifted, 
half helped out on the solid, ice. 

"Yours for the cabin, quick !" said Ward, 
tersely. "Here, Ted, give us a hand." 

Macllvaine stepped quickly forward, and to- 
gether they hustled Sanson across the ice. At 
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to be practically carried along. But gradually 
the rapid motion, the stumbling, recovering, and 
general jolting-up began to send the blood tin- 
gling back into his chilled body. Ahead of them 
he could see Ranleigh and Dale Tompkins sup- 
porting Trexler, and making even better speed 
than his own conductors. The sight of that limp 
body, with one hand dangling helplessly, brought 
to Frank a sudden stinging pang of remorse and 
apprehension as he remembered the frenzied blow 
he had struck the fellow. 

"Paul—" he gasped; "is he — " 

''It 's the cold and shock mostly, I think," an- 
swered Sherman. "He 's all in, but not really 
unconscious. Did he go down ?" 

"I don't think so. Not more than once, any- 
way." 

There was no more conversation until after 
they reached the cabin. Frank was able to stum- 
ble up the rocky slope unaided, and, once inside, 
his clothes were stripped off and he was rolled in 
blankets that had been heated before the roaring 
blaze. Muffled in these, with some of the boys 
deftly rubbing his legs and arms, it was n't long 
before a delicious languor crept over him and 
he actually felt like dozing off to sleep. 

He might have yielded to the impulse but for 
his anxiety about Trexler. Paul lay in the op- 
posite bunk and was being subjected to the same 
treatment as Frank, but he did not seem to be 
responding as readily as the more robust fellow. 
Of course, he had been longer exposed to the 
cold and shock, but Sanson did not think of that. 
He was still worrying over the ruthless manner 
in which he had struck the boy, and fearful that 
in some way the blow might be responsible for 
Trexler's condition. When Mr. Curtis and the 
doctor appeared, summoned by one of the fellows 
; who had ridden hastily back to town on his 
wheel, Frank watched them apprehensively. 
When the scoutmaster at length came over to his 
bunk he sat up abruptly and poured forth his 
doubts and fears before the older man had time 
to say a word. 

Mr. Curtis listened quietly, and when the boy 
had finished he smiled reassuringly and shook his 
head. "You need n't worry about that, Frank," 
he said. "The doctor says he '11 come around all 
right. He 's pretty well done up from the expo- 
sure and shock, and you know he 's never been 
so very strong. I don't think your hitting him 
has had much to do with it, but even if it had, 
no one could blame you. It was a question of 
that, or of both of you going down, and in such 
I an emergency almost any methods are right. 
How are you feeling yourself?" 

"Oh, I 'm all right now, sir. There 's nothing 



at all the matter with me. I don't see why I 
can't get up." 

"Better not just yet. There 's nothing special 
you can do. I have a car over by the bridge, 
and when Paul is fit to be moved, we "11 all go 
back together." 

"But I 've got my wheel here," protested 
Frank. 

"Let somebody else ride it in," returned Mr. 
Curtis. "After such a dousing there 's no use 
taking chances." He paused a moment, his eyes 
fixed quizzically on the boy's face. "You can't 
swim, can you, Frank?" he went on presently. 

"Oh, yes, sir !" the boy said hastily. 

A faint smile curved the man's lips. "How 
much?" he asked quietly. "About six strokes?" 

Sanson flushed, and a guilty grin overspread 
his face. "Make it eight, sir," he chuckled. "A 
fellow can't seem to fool you at all." 

"And yet you went in after—" 

"But I did n't !" interrupted Frank, earnestly. 
"I was reaching out with my hockey-stick, and 
the ice broke and dropped me in. I did n't mean 
to at all." 

"Broke without any warning, I suppose," mur- 
mured Mr. Curtis. "You could n't possibly have 
escaped — even by letting go your stick." 

The boy's flush deepened, and he wriggled un- 
comfortably. "I — I—" he stammered, and then 
was silent. 

The scoutmaster gave a low, contented laugh, 
and something in his glance sent an odd thrill 
through Sanson. He did n't analyze it. He only 
knew that all at once he had ceased to feel em- 
barrassed and was happy and comfortable, and 
back of it all not a little proud of the thing which 
had won his scoutmaster's commendation. 

"I won't bother you any more," smiled Mr. 
Curtis, as he turned away. "I had an idea that 
was about how it happened, though." 

A pleasant glow crept over the boy, continuing 
even after he had got into his clothes and was 
making his way along the shore toward the 
bridge. It was still present to a certain extent 
next day, and, combined with a touch of remorse 
that lingered in the back of his mind, brought him 
in the afternoon to the Trexler house to inquire 
for Paul, who had not appeared at school. He 
did not expect to see the boy, and when Mrs. 
Trexler asked him to come in, he was seized with 
a mild sort of panic. 

"I was afraid of a cold, so I kept him home 
to-day. I know he '11 want to see you," she said 
as Frank stepped into the hall and closed the 
door reluctantly behind him. "I want to — " 

She broke off abruptly, and Frank, flashing a 
single startled glance at her, saw that her eyes 



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[May, 



were full of tears. Instantly he dropped his 
own and stood awkwardly twisting his cap and 
wishing he had n't come. 

"I know boys hate being thanked," Mrs. Trex- 
ler went on presently in a voice which was n't 
quite steady, "so I won't pester you with — with 
a mother's gratitude. I just want you to let 
me—" 

She bent over suddenly and kissed him on the 
forehead. The boy flushed crimson and mum- 
bled something about its being only what any 
fellow would have done. Would Paul go on this 
way, too, he wondered apprehensively as he fol- 
lowed her down the hall. He supposed it was 
natural for a woman to get all worked up, but if 
a fellow— 

"Some one to see you, Paul," said Mrs. Trex- 
ler, cheerfully, pausing beside an open doorway. 

She motioned for Frank to enter and then, to 
his relief, departed, leaving the two boys alone. 
Paul had been reading beside a window, but as 
Sanson appeared he stood up slowly. Though 
looking much better than he had the afternoon 
before, his face was still a little pale, and the 
visitor perceived, with a sudden sense of return- 
ing composure, that he, too, was overcome with 
embarrassment. Somehow the discovery made 
things a lot easier. 

"I — I 'm awfully glad you came in," Trexler 
stammered. He put out his hand awkwardly, but 
there was a vigor in his lingering grip that told 
something of the feelings words refused to ex- 
press. 

"You — were n't in school, so I thought maybe 
you were— sick, or something," Sanson returned. 
"Gee ! What a dandy room !" 

Now that the worst was over he began to be 
rather glad he had come, and stared about him 
with eager interest. Certainly it was a room to 
excite any boy's enthusiasm. Long and rather 
narrow, there were two windows on one side 
through which the winter sun poured cheerfully. 
Against the opposite wall, and filling almost the 
entire space, was a large glass-fronted case, con- 
taining the most amazingly realistic reproduction 
of woodland life the boy had ever seen. 

Fastened in one corner was the gnarled crotch 
of a tree with a great, roughly built nest of twigs 
and leaves from which two baby hawks, their 
down just giving place to feathers, thrust up in- 
quiring heads. At the other end of the case 
stood a section of a silvery white oak, with one 
long branch extending along the back. An owl 
perched here, teased by a blackbird with out- 
stretched wings and open beak, and there were 
several birds'-nests among the branches. The 
lower part of the case was filled with small 



bushes, clumpc of grass, and reeds, among which 
Frank noted quantities of other nests, some with 
eggs and some without, more mounted birds of 
various sorts, and several animals, such as a 
mink, two squirrels, and a skunk, all in the most 
lifelike attitudes. Turning from an eager inspec- 
tion of the case, he stared at Trexler in amaze- 
ment. 

"It 's the greatest thing I ever saw !" he ex- 
claimed. "Do you mean to say you did it all 
yourself?" 

Paul nodded, his pale face tinged with color, 
his eyes sparkling. "It is n't hard when you 
know how to stuff things," he said. "I took les- 
sons in the city before we came out here last 
year. It 's been lots of fun fixing them up." 

"But how the deuce did you get 'em all ?" Frank 
turned quickly back to the case again. "You 
must be a dandy shot." 

"But I 'm not ! I hate to kill things— especially 
birds. You see, I go off for long tramps a lot, 
and in the winter especially you often find birds 
that have been frozen, or killed by flying into 
things. Some of them people gave me. A farmer 
that I know out near Alton shot that skunk 
and the mink in his chicken-yard. The quail and 
that woodcock came from down South. A cousin 
of mine sent them up, and I got Mother to let 
me take the skins off before she cooked them." 

"How about the hawks— those are hawks, are 
n't they?" 

' Sure. Red-shouldered hawks. I s'pose I 
ought n't to have taken them, but I wanted to 
try taming some. I knew where there was a 
nest, and last spring I got up the tree with climb- 
ers and took two. They were awful funny the 
way they 'd sit up and cry whenever they saw me 
coming. I guess I must have fed 'em too much, 
or something, for they died in about a week. I 
won't try it again, you bet !" 

Paul looked rather sheepish as he made this 
confession, and hurried on to another subject. 
"It 's the same way about the eggs. I used to 
take only one out of a nest, but Mr. Curtis said 
even that was pretty hard on the birds, so I 
stopped. I have n't taken any since I 've been 
a scout. It 's more fun, really, taking pictures." 

"Pictures of birds' eggs?" 

"Oh, eggs and nests and birds — anything wild. 
It 's dandy sport. I 've got quite a lot of good 
ones if you 'd like to see them." 

Frank quickly acquiesced, and as Paul went 
over to a desk for the photograph book, his eyes 
followed the boy with an odd expression in them. 
Hitherto he had regarded Trexler with a certain 
measure of tolerance as a queer, unsociable sort 
of fellow, who seldom took part in the sports and 



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637 



pastimes of the troop, but preferred moping by 
himself. It had never occurred to him that the 
solitary rambles could be productive of anything 
like the results he saw about him. As he glanced 
again at the case, a dawning respect began to fill 




"'DO YOU MJ;A.N lO ?,AY VUU DID IT ALL YOURSELF?' EXCI.AIMKD FKAN'K 



him for the boy who could do all this and yet 
remain so modest that not a whisper of it leaked 
out among his companions. 

That respect deepened as Frank turned the 
pages of the album and examined scores of pho- 
tographs of feathered wild things. There were 
not alone pictures of the commoner birds, but 
many of the shyer sort, like the cardinal, the 
oven-bird, and several varieties of thrush which 
rarely emerge from the deep woodland, and they 



had been taken in all sorts of positions. Trexler 
had even succeeded in getting a very good photo- 
graph of the great blue heron, and his account 
of the difiiculties he had encountered in obtaining 
this prize filled Sanson with enthusiasm. 

"It must be great !" he ex- 
claimed eagerly. 'T wi.sh I 
could go along with you some 
time and see how you do 
it." 

"Why don't you ? I 'd like 
to have you — awfully." 

There could be no mistak- 
ing the earnestness of the in- 
vitation, and Frank took it up 
promptly. 

"All right ; that 's a go. 
You let me know the next 
time you go out, and I '11 be 
there like a runaway freight- 
train." He rose to go, for to 
his surprise it was growing 
dark ; he had no idea he had 
stayed so long. "You 've 
certainly got a corking place 
here," he said, glancing 
around for the last time. 
"Why, you ought to be able 
to rake in a whole lot of 
merit badges. There 's taxi- 
dermy and bird study and — '' 
"I 'm only a second-class 
scout," interrupted Trexler, 
briefly. He flushed a little 
and twisted his fingers to- 
gether. "You see, I— can't 
swim. But I 'm going to 
learn," he added deter- 
minedly. "I 'm going to 
start in the minute the wa- 
ter 's warm enough and keep 
it up till I get the hang of it, 
even if it takes all summer." 
}r/ 1 / ^ "Same here," laughed 
r^/' V f *i rrank, as they reached the 
front door. "We '11 be two 
dubs together, won't we? 
But some of the other fellows will be in the 
same class, and we '11 get plenty of fun out 
of it. Good-by, and thanks for showing me all 
the stuff." 

Out in the street he thrust both hands deep in 
his pockets and started briskly homeward, whis- 
tling. Presently he stopped and laughed rather 
sheepishly. 

"Gee !" he muttered. "It 's funny how you can 
get a fellow's number wrong— it sure is!" 



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[May, 



Chapter XVI 

trexler's transformation 

Sanson's account of his visit to Paul Trexler 
was received at first with a good deal of incredu- 
lity. But when he persisted that he was n't try- 
ing to play any trick general curiosity was 
aroused among the fellows, and they began to 
drop in at the Trexler house to see for themselves 
the wonderful case of birds and the even more 
wonderful photographs. Before he knew it Paul 
became almost a public character. 

At first he did not like it at all. Excessively 
shy by nature, he had gone his solitary way for 
so long that he did n't know how to take the 
jokes and banter and mild horse-play of a crowd 
of boys. But gradually he grew accustomed to 
it, and when he found that the fellows were n't 
making fun of him, as he at first supposed, but 
really regarded him with a marked respect for 
his unusual talents, he began actually to enjoy 
the situation. 

He came to know the boys better, to find pleas- 
ure in their companionship. He no longer went 
off on those solitary tramps, for there was always 
some one ready and eager to accompany him. 
And little by little even these excursions began to 
grow slightly less frequent as he discovered, with 
a mild surprise, that there was a good deal of fun 
to be extracted from the regular sports and games 
and doings of the crowd. 

Frank Sanson was mainly responsible for this. 
Keen, eager, full of enthusiasm about everything, 
he flung himself into all the school and troop ac- 
tivities with a zest which made him one of the 
livest boys in Hillsgrove. He could enjoy an 
occasional tramp in the woods with Trexler be- 
cause of the novelty and interest of their search ; 
but he could not understand any one wanting to 
devote himself exclusively to such an occupation. 

"You miss half your life in not going more with 
the fellows, Paul," he remarked one day in early 
April. "Why don't you leave the old camera at 
home and come on up to the ball-field with me? 
We 're going to have a great old practice to-day." 

"But I can't play baseball," protested Trexler. 

"Shucks ! How do you know ? Did you ever 
try?" 

"N-o, but-" 

"It 's time you started in, then," interrupted 
Sanson. "Of course you can't expect to make 
the team this year, but you '11 have a lot of fun 
playing with the scrub. Hustle up or we '11 be 
late." 

So Trexler went, mainly because he did n't 
exactly know how to refuse the boy he had come 
to like so much. But it was with a good deal of 



inward trepidation that he trailed after Frank 
to where Ranny Phelps, who captained the team, 
was chatting with Mr. Curtis's younger brother, 
just home for the Easter holidays. He had a 
feeling that he was going to make an awful ex- 
hibition of himself, and that conviction was not 
lessened by the slight lifting of the eyebrows 
with which Ranny greeted Frank's request that 
his friend be allowed to practise with the others. 

But out in the field, nervously adjusting a bor- 
rowed glove, Paul was conscious of an odd, tin- 
gling sensation altogether different from appre- 
hension. The day was typically April and fairly 
breathed of spring. Birds darted hither and 
thither, singing joyously. Beyond the low stone 
wall at one side the feathery outlines of a wild 
cherry, pale green, with touches of white blos- 
soms just bursting into bloom, was etched against 
the sky in delicate tracery. Farther still, a man 
was plowing, and from the long straight furrows 
came that moist, fresh, homely smell of newly 
turned earth that one gets only in springtime. 
Out of the deep blue sky, flecked with fluffy, idly 
drifting clouds, the sun shone warm and caress- 
ing. From all about came the sound of quick, 
clear, eager voices, to which was presently added 
the crack of leather meeting wood, the thud of 
feet drumming the turf, and the duller sound of 
leather pounding against leather. 

There was something about it all that stirred 
the boy and sent the blood running like quick- 
silver through his veins, yet which made him feel 
curiously alone and out of it. Other springs had 
meant to him the beautiful awakening of nature, 
the return of the birds he loved, the charm of 
wood and stream and open country-side at its best. 
But somehow that failed to satisfy him as it had 
in the past. Vaguely he felt that something was 
missing, he could not say just what. A feeling 
of emulation stirred him, a desire to take his part 
in the clash and struggle and ceaseless competi- 
tion from which, till now, he had held aloof. Ad- 
miringly, with a faint touch of envy, he watched 
Frank Sanson make a difficult one-hand stop with 
seeming ease. Why had n't he come out before 
and learned the game and how to uphold his end 
with the others? Was it too late even now? he 
wondered. 

"Hi, Paul ! Get under this one !" 

The shout from Sanson roused Trexler to the 
realization that a fly was coming in his direction. 
He ran back a little, then forward. The ball 
seemed to be dropping with the speed of a can- 
non-shot, but he forced himself to meet it without 
shrinking. Thrusting up his hands awkwardly, 
he staggered a bit under its momentum, as he 
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bare palm which had taken most of the impact. 
The ball, bouncing off, rolled to one side, and a 
laugh went round the field as he chased after it 
and threw it in. When he returned to his place 
Paul's face was crimson, but his lips were set in 
a stubborn line and he scarcely noticed the pain 
in his hand. 

'T will get the hang of it !" he muttered under 
his breath. 'T '11 learn to do it right if— if it 
takes all season !" 

He stuck to his position as long as any of the 
others, and on the way home, with some em- 
barrassment, he spoke to Frank of his deter- 
mination. The latter was delighted and offered 
to help him in any way he could. As a result, 
from that time forth the two rarely went any- 
where without a baseball. Whenever there were 
a few minutes to spare they used them for throw- 
ing and catching. On the field, before and after 
the regular work, Frank knocked out flies or 
grounders, and in many other ways did his best 
to give his friend as much as possible of the 
practice he needed. 

A baseball player is n't easily made to order. 
The normal boy seems almost to absorb his know- 
ledge of the game through the pores of his skin, 
gaining proficiency by constant, never-ending 
practice that usually begins as soon as he is big 
enough to throw a ball. But much can be done 
by dogged persistence, and Paul Trexler had 
that quality to a marked degree. As the days 
passed, dust began to gather on his camera and 
on the cover of his book of bird photographs. In 
this new and strenuous occupation he found little 
time for the things which had formerly absorbed 
him. He regretted the many long tramps he had 
planned, but somehow he failed to miss them as 
much as he expected. Each noticeable improve- 
ment in his game filled him with a deep, abiding 
i satisfaction, surpassing even the delight which 
j he used to feel on securing a fine photograph. 
I The climax came that afternoon when he was 
I allowed to play on the scrub in place of one of 
i the fielders who had not shown up. Not only 
did he fail to make any mirth-provoking blun- 
ders, but he even put through one play that 
brought forth a surprised, approving comment 
from Ranny Phelps himself. 

"I don't know what you 've been doing to him, 
Frank," the latter said to Sanson, who passed on 
: the remark afterward. "I 've never seen any- 
body improve the way he has. That catch was n't 
j anything wonderful, of course, but when he threw 
j to third he used his head, which is more than a 
lot of fellows right here on the field ever think 
of doing." 

The latter part of the speech, especially, was 



typical of the handsome Ranleigh. He ran the 
ball-team as he did a good many other things, 
reaching decisions more often through impulse 
and prejudice than from a mature judgment. 
There could be no question of his knowledge of 
the game or his ability as a pitcher. The latter 
was really extraordinary for a fellow of his age 
and experience, and this, perhaps, was what made 
him so intolerant of less gifted players. At all 
events, he had a little trick of sarcasm which did 
not endear him to those on whom it was exer- 
cised. Most fellows take the ordinary sort of 
"calling down," especially if it has been earned, 
with a fair amount of grace, but it rarely does 
any good to rub it in, as Ranny so often did. 

"You 'd think he was a little tin god on wheels 
the way he struts up and down, digging into the 
fellows in that uppish, sneering way," Court Par- 
ker heatedly remarked one afternoon late in the 
season. "You might think he never made any 
errors himself." 

"I don't suppose he really means anything by 
it," returned Dale Tompkins, rather deprecatingly. 
For some time that day he had been watch- 
ing Phelps and wondering rather wistfully 
whether Ranny was ever going to entirely forget 
that impulsive flare-up of his so many months 
ago. For a long time, to be sure, there had been 
few signs of active animosity from the blond 
chap. It would be well nigh impossible for any 
boy to long maintain that excessive coldness to- 
ward a fellow with whom he was so often and so 
intimately thrown. Especially since the beginning 
of baseball practice there had been a good deal of 
intercourse between them, but always Dale was 
conscious of a deep reserve looming up between 
them like some invisible, insurmountable barrier. 
And there were times when he would have given 
the world to break that barrier down. 

Parker sniffed. "Then why does he do it? It 
only gets the fellows raw without doing a scrap 
of good. You 're a great one to stand up for 
him. Tommy ! He 's treated you mean as dirt. 
Did n't he promise to let you pitch in some of the 
games ?" 

"Why, n-o ; it was n't exactly a promise." 

"It was the same thing. He made you think 
he was going to put you in, and all spring you 've 
worked your arm nearly off, pitching to the 
bunch. Then when a regular game came along 
he stepped into the box himself and hogged the 
whole thing nine innings. It 's been the same 
ever since, except last week when you went in 
for one miserable inning after we 'd won the 
game. I call that a— a— an insult. It looked as 
if he thought you were n't any good." 

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does," he returned quietly. "He 's a lot better 
pitcher than I am." 

"Is he? Humph! He 's nowhere near as 
steady, let me tell you. Wait till he gets up 
against a real team, and I should n't wonder a 




don't LliT HIM ,s( AKI. MlV, BLAKIE; HE 'S TAME ! ' YELLED CONNERS 



bit if he blew up. He did last year, and we 
mighty near lost the series. He can't stand being 
joshed, and Troop One is just the bunch to do it." 

Dale laughed a little and set down his com- 
panion's disparaging remarks to temper rather 
than to any real belief in what he was saying. 
He had never seen Ranny pitch before this sea- 
son, but he could not imagine him losing his su- 
perb control and "blowing up." He would have 
given anything for a chance to pitch against 



Troop One, but he had long ago given up hoping. 
Ranny made it only too clear that he meant to 
keep that honor for himself, just as he had 
monopolized the pitching in all the other games. 
Dale could n't quite make up his mind whether 
this was from a deliberate de- 
sire to shut him out, or be- 
cause the team captain really 
lacked faith in his ability and 
was afraid to trust him. Feel- 
ing as he did toward the other 
— liking, admiring him still, 
almost in spite of himself — 
Tompkins rather hoped it was 
the latter case. In either event, 
however, he was obliged to 
content himself with the cold 
comfort that with Ranleigh 
Phelps pitching his best. 
Troop Five was practically 
certain to win. 

The inter-troop baseball 
series had been arranged so 
that the two strongest teams 
were matched together on the 
concluding day. Both had 
won every game they had 
played so far, and the result 
this Saturday afternoon 
would decide the champion- 
ship. 

Naturally there was a big 
crowd of spectators. Practi- 
cally every boy in town was 
present, ready to root for his 
favorite team, and the grand 
stand was well filled with 
older enthusiasts. 

When Troop Five won the 
toss and spread out on the 
field. Dale Tompkins, with a 
faint sigh, dropped down on 
the bench he had ornamented 
for most of the season. Watch- 
ing Ranny Phelps walking out 
to the mound, a wave of envy, 
pure and simple, swept over 
him. He wanted to pitch — desperately. At that 
morhent he would have welcomed almost any con- 
tingency—even the unthinkable "blowing up" 
that Court had predicted — that would give him 
his chance. He had done practically nothing all 
the season, and it seemed unfair that the last 
game should come without giving him a single 
opportunity of showing his mettle. 

"What 's the use of trying at all if you never 
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But the mood did not last long. Dale was too 
keen a baseball fan not to become swiftly ab- 
sorbed in the game which meant so much to him- 
self and his brother scouts. There could be no 
question of Ranny's fine form. For the first five 
innings not a hit was scored against him. To be 
sure, several players made first on various er- 
rors, but none got beyond third, and in the mean- 
time Troop Five had scored two runs. 

"He 's certainly some pitcher !" Tompkins re- 
marked rather wistfully to Paul Trexler, who 
had taken a seat beside him. "Looks as if we 
had the game cinched." 

"I hope so. If only he don't— er — blow up—" 

''Blow up !" interrupted Tompkins, sharply. 
"Does he act like it? You 've been listening to 
Court Parker's rubbish, Paul. I never saw any 
fellow pitch a steadier game." 

But though he had been swift to deny the pos- 
sibility, Trexler's remark lingered in Dale's mind, 
and almost unconsciously he began to watch for 
signs which might confirm it. The fellows that 
composed the rival team were rather older than 
the average scout and of a certain rough-and- 
ready type which made their joshing apt to carry 
more sting than that sort of thing usually did. 
So far, however, there had been little in the 
pitcher's manner or behavior for them to take 
hold of, and the stream of commonplace chatter 
and joking seemed to affect Ranny as little as 
water does a duck. He took it carelessly, with 
now and then a telling retort, and throughout 
the sixth and seventh innings his work continued 
to show much of the smooth perfection it had dis- 
played from the first. 

It was in the beginning of the eighth that 

(To bee, 



Tompkins's face began to grow a little troubled. 
Ranny had several rather noticeable mannerisms, 
which were especially apt to appear on the flood- 
tide of success. Whether deliberately or not, he 
had hitherto suppressed them, but now he seemed 
momentarily to relax his vigilance. 

He had struck out the first batter, and as the 
second stepped up to face him the pitcher paused, 
swept the grand stand with a leisurely glance, 
and then tossed back his head in an odd, rather 
affected gesture before starting to wind up. The 
gesture had probably originated on the gridiron, 
where hair is worn rather long and is apt to trail 
into one's eyes ; here it looked rather foolish, and 
instantly t!ie man who was coaching at first base, 
a fellow named Conners, seized upon it. 

"See him shake his mane, fellows!" he yelled 
in a shrill falsetto. "Don't let him scare you, 
Blakie ; he 's tame !" 

"He '11 be the goat, all right, before we get 
done with him," chimed in another. 

Ranny hesitated an instant in his swing, bit 
his lips, and then put the ball over. It was wide, 
and, as he caught the return, there was an angry 
flush on his handsome face. 

"He blushes sweetly!" shrilled Conners, danc- 
ing aiiout off first. "He 'd make a peach of a girl !" 

Ranny wound up hastily and pitched again. It 
was a straight, speedy ball, but in his annoyance 
he must have forgotten that this was just the 
sort Blake liked. The latter met it squarely with 
a clean crack that brought Dale's heart into his 
mouth and jerked him to his feet to watch with 
tight lips and despairing eyes the soaring flight of 
the white sphere over the diamond and on — on — 
seemingly to the very limits of the outfield ! 

'tinned.) 



BOY TIME 

BY EDWARD N. TEALL 

It 's great to be a boy when the earth with snow is white ; 
And life is full of joy when the ponds freeze overnight. 
It 's great to be a boy when the world puts on its green, 

And the spring 

Makes you sing, 
•And be glad you 're just thirteen ! 
It 's great to be a boy in the summer ; and it 's great 
When November brings Thank.sgiving— a day to celebrate. 

And if you 're 

Not quite sure 
What 's the meaning of this rhyme- 
It 's great to be a boy— anywhere, and all the time ! 



THE WATCH TOWER 



BY S. E. FORM AN 

Author of " Advanced Civics," " A History of the United States," etc. 



THE CALL TO ARMS! 

A FEW liours after Congress had assembled in 
extra session on April 2 and had effected an or- 
ganization, President Wilson went before the 
lawmakers and asked them to draw the sword 
against the German Government on the ground 
that Germany had drawn her sword not only 
against the United States, but against the whole 
world. "American ships," said the President, 
■'have been sunk, American lives taken in ways 
which it has stirred us very deeply to learn of, 
but the ships and people of other neutral and 
friendly nations have been sunk and over- 
whelmed in the waters in the same way. The 
challenge is to all mankind."' This challenge the 
President accepted, and advised the Congress not 
only to declare the conduct of the German Gov- 
ernment to be nothing less than war and to take 
immediate steps to put the country in a more 
thorough state of defense, but to exert all its 
power and employ all its resources to bring the 
Government of the German Empire to terms and 
end the war. To do this in the most efficient 
manner, the United States, said the President, 
would have to cooperate with the governments 
now at war with Germany and lend them large 
sums of money; the American navy would have 
to be equipped fully in all respects and, particu- 
larly, supplied witli the best means of dealing 
with the enemy's subinarines ; the American army 
would have immediately to be increased by at 
least 500,000 men ; and ample funds would have 
to be granted by Congress to carry on the war. 

The President's message was a trumpet-call to 
arms, memorably worded, and promptly ac- 
claimed throughout this country and among the 
nations of the Entente as a wonderful state-pa- 
per — a historic utterance, nobly voicing the true 
patriotism of the American people in this world- 



crisis, and worthy to rank with the immortal 
messages of Presidents Washington and Lincoln. 
Every reader of St. Nicholas who is old enough 
to understand it should read it entire, for we 
have space here only to quote a few of its ring- 
ing paragraphs and single sentences : 

There is one choice we cannot make, we are incapable 
of making: — We will not choose the path of submission 
and suffer the most sacred rights of our nation and our 
people to be ignored or violated. The wrongs against 
which we now array ourselves are not common wrongs 
— they cut to the very roots of human life. 

We are now about to accept gage of battle with this 
natural foe to liberty, and shall, if necessary, spend the 
whole force of the Nation to check and nullify its pre- 
tensions and its power. We are glad, now that we see 
the facts with no veil of false pretense about them, to 
fight thus for the ultimate peace of the world and for 
the liberation of its peoples, the German peoples in- 
cluded ; for the rights of nations great and small and 
the privilege of men everywhere to choose their way of 
life and of obedience. The world must be made safe 
for democracy. Its peace must be planted upon the 
trusted foundations of political liberty. 

We have no selfish ends to serve. We desire no con- 
quest, no dominion. . . . We are but one of the cham- 
pions of the rights of mankind. 

There are, it may be, many months of fiery trial and 
sacrifice ahead of vis. It is a fearful thing to lead this 
great peaceful people into war, into the most terrible 
and disastrous of all wars, cix ilization itself seeming to 
be in the balance. But the right is more precious than 
peace, and we shall fight for the things which we ha\e 
always carried nearest our hearts — for democracy, for 
the right of those who submit to authority to have a 
voice in their own governments, for the rights and lib- 
erties of small nations, for a universal dominion of 
right by such a concert of free peoples as shall bring 
peace and safety to all nations and make the world it- 
self at last free. To such a task we can dedicate our 
lives and our fortunes, everything that we are and 
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know that the day has come when America is privileged 
to spend her blood and her might for the principles that 
gave her birth and the happiness and the peace which 
she has treasured. God helping her, she can do no 
other. 

Congress responded to the 
call ; it promptly set about 
doing all the things tlie 
President desired. As this 
number of St. Nicholas 
goes to press, l)Oth the 
Senate and the House of 
Representatives have voted 
to declare war. And the 
whole country also responded 
to the call, for it felt with 
the President that the Ger- 
man Government has run 
amuck and that its power 
must he l^roken. 

THE BEGINNINGS OF 
A NEW RUSSIA 

For centuries Russia has 
been under the rule of a 
despotism. The will- of her 
monarch, the Czar, has been 
in all things absolute and 
supreme. In recent years, 
however, the masses of the 

Russian people have been asking for the right to 
participate in the affairs of government. In 1905, 
a Duma, — the Russian word for Congress or 
Parliament, — consisting of representatives of 



the people, assembled for the purpose of estab- 
lishing in Russia a constitutional form of gov- 
ernment and giving the people a share in the 
management of public affairs,. But the first 




THE EX-C/AK, NKUOLAS II, AND HIS I'AMIL'' 



Duma was dissolved by the Czar before it had 
accomplished its purpose. After 1905 the Duma 
assembled at different times, but its eft'orts in 
l)ehalf of the people came to naught, for it could 




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not successfully resist the old despotic power. 
Last month, however, the Duma, which was 
holding its session in spite of the wishes of the 
Czar, had an opportunity to strike a blow for 
the cause of popular government. In Petrograd 
there was an uprising of the people. Mobs col- 
lected in the streets crying ovit against the Gov- 
ernment because it had failed to keep the city 
supplied with food. The police fired upon the 
people, but were unable to quell their riotings. 
Then troops of the regular army were called 
upon to help the police, but the regulars would 
give no assistance ; they either fired over the 
heads of the populace or refused to fire at all. 
While the city was in a ferment the Duma struck 
its blow — it declared itself to be the Government; 
it announced that the old Government must be 
overthrown and that a new one must be estab- 
lished. . This, of course, meant revolution, but 
the people of Russia were in a mood for revolu- 
tion. Working-men, business men, peasants, 
nobles, soldiers, sailors, all joined with the Duma 
and declared their willingness to support a new 
Government. The plans of the Duma were 
carried forward with breathless rapidity. The 
members of the old cabinet were arrested and 
thrown into prison, and a new cabinet compo.^ed 
of aljle men favorable to popular government 
was organized. The Czar, Nicholas II, w;vs 
asked by the Duma to abdicate his throne, a ad 
he was constrained to lay aside his power. 
Thus in a few short days the most powerful and 
selfish despotism on earth was overthrown, and 
in its place was established a Government which 
promises to do the will of the people. 

The main purposes of the revolution are 
stated by the new Government to be as follows : 

To grant a general amnesty (pardon) for all 
political and religious offenses. (This will per- 
mit thousands of exiles in Siberia to return to 
their homes.) 

To permit liberty of speech and of the press. 

To abolish all social, religious, and national 
restrictions. 

To call forthwith a constitutional assembly 
based on universal suffrage, which will establish 
a constitutional form of government. 

To provide for a system of local self-govern- 
ment based on universal suffrage. 

How soon these purposes will be accomplished 
cannot now be foretold. It may take long for 
the Russian millions to realize fully their new- 
born hopes. But it seems certain that the tide 
of democracy in Russia will henceforth run swift 
and strong, and that, as years go by, the people 
will enjoy greater and greater freedom. For 
revolutions go forward, not backward. 



THE GREAT WAR 

As spring opened, interest in the land battles of 
the Great War was centered chiefiy on the 
western front. Here the British and French 
were making gains, "eating their way into the 
German lines as sharp acids eat their way into 
the hardest metals." During March the Ger- 
mans retreated from their positions in the region 
of the Somme, giving up something like a thou- 
sand square miles of territory and leaving sev- 
eral important strongholds in the hands of the 
enemy. Why they retreated is a matter of con- 
jecture. Some military authorities say that the 
retreat was due to a shortage of ammunition. 
Others declare that the Germans abandoned their 




Courtesj' of "New York Tril)une." 



THE FIGHTING LINE IN FRANCE, APRIL 2, 1917. 
The dotted line shows the advance of the Entente allies; the solid 
line marks the entrenchments from which the Germans retreated. 

old positions in order to entrench themselves in 
stronger ones. Perhaps the true reason is the 
one given by a British officer, who said, "The 
Germans got out because they jolly well had to." 

In America the people were interested chiefly 
in the things that were taking place upon the 



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seas. Here the raiders and submarines of Ger- 
many were waging a merciless warfare upon the 
commerce of ahnost every nation on earth. The 
losses of the allied and neutral countries in 




AN OCEAN LINER ARMED TO RESIST ENEMY SUBMARINES. 



March amounted to an aggregate tonnage of 
more than 500,000, and it was the expectation of 
Germany that with longer days and calmer 
weather the destruction would go on at a 
faster rate. The damage done by the submarines 
was less than Germany hoped to inflict, but it 
was great enough to cause the submarine to be 
regarded as a menace that must be removed 
from the ocean. But the menace could not be 
removed unless suljmarines could be destroyed 
faster than Germany could build them. Could 
that be done? This was a question of tremendous 
importance not only for the nations at war but 
for the neutral world as well. 

suffragp: assured for 
british women 

Next to the revolution in Russia, the most im- 
portant of current political events is the ap- 
proval recently given by the British Parliament 
to a legislative program which provides for a 
modified form of woman suffrage. For several 
years before the outbreak of the Great War the 
women of England conducted a most enthusiastic 
campaign in behalf of equal suffrage and be- 
sieged the Parliament with petitions for woman's 
enfranchisement. But the leaders in Parliament 



were stoutly opposed to woman suffrage, and 
they turned deaf ears to the petitioners. But 
now the attitude of Parliament has changed, for 
recently it has indicated by a large majority that 
as quickly as possible it will 
enact laws giving women 
certain of these rights. For- 
mer Premier Asquith and 
the present Premier Lloyd- 
George both strongly en- 
dorsed the policy of giving 
votes to women. It was the 
opinion of these statesmen 
that the women of Great 
Britain, by their devotion 
and courage during the war, 
have earned the right to 
vote. In the work of de- 
fending the nation the wo- 
men no less than the men 
ha\'e done their part nobly, 
and it would be, said Lloyd- 
George, unjust, ungrateful, 
and outrageous to refuse any 
longer to give women a 
voice in the government of 
the nation. Although Par- 
liament did not act upon the 
question, the leaders made it 
plain enough that action will soon be taken and 
the women of Great Britain be given the right to 
vote upon some pu])lic questions, and that very 
probably their enfranchisement will be complete. 
If the Parliament carries out its program in re- 
spect to this matter, the champions of equal 
suffrage all over the world will take fresh cour- 
age, for a victory for their cause in England 
would be the greatest event in the history of the 
movement. 

THE SETTLEIMENT OF THE 
RAILROAD QUESTION 
It will be remembered that the railroad man- 
agers, believing that the eight-hour law was un- 
constitutional, took their case to the Supreme 
Court, with the result that the law was prevented 
from going into effect on January i, 1917, the 
date fixed by Congress (see The Watch 
Tower for February). The managers, how- 
ever, promised that if the case should be de- 
cided in favor of the trainmen, they would re- 
ceive extra pay accruing from January i up 
to the date of the decision. The leaders of the 
trainmen did not like this arrangement, and 
they at once began to plan again for a nation- 
wide strike. About the middle of March they 
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eight-hour law go into effect at once, declaring 
that no matter what the decision of the court 
might be it was the intention of the trainmen to 
have the eight-hour day. The managers re- 
plied that they would take no. action until the 
court had rendered judgment. Therefore the 
leaders of the trainmen on March 15 served 
notice that a strike would begin on March 17 
at seven o'clock in the evening. So the country 
was again brought face to face witli a strike 
that threatened "to tie up all the railroads and 
bring calamity upon all the people. President 
Wilson promptly appealed to the trainmen and 
to the managers to settle their differences with- 
out resorting to a stoppage of the trains. He 
also sent several prominent men to confer with 
the managers and the labor chiefs and persuade 
them to avert the strike. The task of the Presi- 
dent's mediators at first seemed hopeless, for 
each side was strongly bent on having its will. 
After many hours of conference, however, the 
labor chiefs consented to postpone the strike 
forty-eight hours and sent out notices of the 
postponement to all the trainmen. But these 
notices in some cases arrived too late, for on 
one great system, the Baltimore and Ohio Rail- 
road, the men actually left their trains. After 
the labor chiefs had consented to the postpone- 
ment of the strike the President's mediators 
continued their laI)ors. For many hours they 
held anxious conferences, and at last they were 
successful in their mission. For early in the 
morning of March 19 the railway managers gave 
way and granted the demands of the trainmen 
for an eight-hour day with ten hours' pay. The 
victory was with the trainmen. The managers 
yielded, they said, because the country was fac- 
ing a war with Germany and they felt that it 
was their patriotic duty not to allow a strike to 
begin at such a critical time. 

If the railroad question had not been settled 
by the action of the managers, it would have 
been settled a few hours later by the Supreme 
Court. For on the very day the settlement was 
reached the court rendered its decision on the 
Adamson eight-hour law. By a vote of five to 
four the law was held to be constitutional in all 
its features. So the decision was in favor of 
the trainmen, its effect being to increase the 
yearly wages of 400,000 men hy an amount esti- 
mated at between $40,000,000 and $50,000,000. 
But important as the decision was to the train- 
men, it was much more important to the 100,000,- 
000 people who are served by the trains. For 
in the decision the court declared that the power 
of the National Government over interstate rail- 
roads was so complete and far-reaching that it 



can, if necessary, compel the operation of inter- 
state trains. Henceforth it will not be for 
managers or employees to say whether the trains 
shall run or whether they shall stop, for both 
managers and employees are public servants who 
have undertaken a service which must go on 
continuously. The court places the rights' and 
comfort, the convenience and the welfare, of the 
people superior to everything else, and declares 
that the people must be protected without regard 
to the private differences of managers or train- 
men. Hereafter, therefore, if a great railway 
strike should be threatened, Congress and the 
President will feel that they have full liberty to 
step forward and say to the railroads and to 
their men, "You must keep the trains running; 
you must settle your differences without resort- 
ing to the lockout or to the strike." 

THE NEW CONGRESS 

As soon as the sixty-fourth Congress expired, on 
the fourth of March, the life of the sixty-fifth 
Congress began. For the country is never with- 
out a Congress, although the national lawmakers 
are not always in session. It is provided in the 
Constitution that Congress shall assemble at 
least once in every year, and that unless a dif- 
ferent date is fixed by law, the meeting shall be 
on the first Monday in December. But a newly 
elected Congress may be assembled before the 
first Monda}' in December, if an earlier date is 
fixed by a law of the previous Congress. For 
example, the sixty-fourth Congress could have 
provided that the work of the sixty-fifth 
Congress should begin on the fifth of March, if 
it had desired to pass a law fixing that date. In- 
deed, there was considerable talk in the last 
Congress of calling the new Congress together 
immediately upon the expiration of the old one, 
but nothing came of the movement. Secondly, 
the members of a newly elected Congress may 
be brought together in extra session at a date 
fixed by the President. After a Congress has 
once assembled, whether upon the call of the 
President or by virtue of the Constitution, it 
may hold sessions continuously until its legal 
existence comes to an end, for a Congress de- 
cides for itself when it will adjourn. The Presi- 
dent may call the members of Congress to Wash- 
ington, but he cannot send them home. 

On March 21 the President proclaimed that 
public interests required that the sixty-fifth 
Congress should convene in extra session on 
April 2 to receive from him a communication 
concerning "grave matters of national policy." 
This proved to be his call to arms. 



BETTY IN THE SPRINGTIME 



BY HELEN WARD BANKS 



I 

I AM doing the subtractions 

Of those horrid Httle fractions; 
It 's a shame to waste on them an hour a day. 

They 're miicli worse than was addition. 

How I wish I had permission 
To run outdoors and count the flowers and play ! 



Ill 

My geography is fearful- 
It 'most always makes me tearful 

To be searching towns and rivers when it 's May. 
And I have n't any notion 
Where to find the Indian Ocean ; 

I 'd far rather find a brook outdoors and play ! 



IV 



In my speller are two pages 
That I 've studied on for ages ; 

I am sure that music ought to end in k. 

And who 'd know a / 's in "mention" 
When an j is in "suspension"? 

But I 'd know the birds all right, outdoors at play ! 



But no girl was ever famous 
Who grew up an ignoramus — 

At least, that 's what my biggest brothers say. 
So I '11 try to study better, 
Till I learn each town and letter ; 

And when I 've done, I '11 run outdoors and play. 




BOOKS AND READING 

BY HILDEGARDE HAWTHORNE 



THE CRITICISM PRIZES 
It is a pity that many of you must be disappointed 
in the prize-giving, and I want to say to you 
who have had no mention that tlie high level of 
the papers sent in on "Lorna Doone" has been a 
great and beautiful surprise to me. It has been 
difficult to settle on the three prize-worthy manu- 
scripts among the many excellent ones received, 
and very difficult to pick out seven for honorable 
mention, where so many deserved commendation. 

The three I have chosen as prize-winners seem 
to me to combine several excellent characteristics. 
They are original, they are well written, and they 
show a true feeling for the book. Miss Holt's 
manuscript, in its recognition of the music of 
Blackmore's style, in the beauty with which she 
has expressed herself, and in her excellent sum- 
ming up of the great story, has struck me as 
deserving first prize. I hope you will all agree 
with me — those of you wlio are disappointed this 
time not less than the other prize-winners and 
those mentioned with honor. 

I feel that originality of thought and individu- 
ality of expression are particularly valuable. I 
consider these first. But it is also necessary to 
take good writing and such things as good spell- 
ing and clear expression into consideration. I do 
not want to have the story told. Any one can do 
that who reads a book. I want to find out what 
you yourselves think of the story you have read. 
There were many good papers that simply told the 



main threads of the plot and the chief character- 
istics of the people of the story. These I had 
to turn down in favor of the essays that revealed 
the way the story had impressed the reader. 

I think Miss Robertson, who is given the second 
prize, shows that she has taken the book broadly, 
and that it has given her an outlook on the times 
in which it is laid, and that she has felt very 
keenly the charm of the narration, and has been 
able to tell how she has felt it. She writes of the 
book in a way that will make you want to read it. 

The third prize goes to John Waddell Chase, 
who is but ten years old. I think his paper is really 
wonderful for a boy of his age. He writes 
straight out what he thinks, and he sees the book 
in relation to another great love-story, perhaps 
the very greatest story of youthful and tragic love 
ever told. He knows exactly why he likes the 
people in the story, and he expresses himself in 
a way that leaves no doubt in his readers' minds 
as to what he thinks. Among a great number of 
good essays these three seem to me the best. 

The same considerations guided me when it 
came to honorable mentions. 

Jt is a joy to find tliat you young people are so 
])leased with the plan of this series. Don't try 
to write, each of you, of all the books if some 
do not appeal to you. No one likes everything. 
But where you do really enjoy reading the book 
to be discussed, try to tell just how it strikes 
you, in your simplest and sincerest manner. 



"LORNA DOONE" 

BY LUCIE C. HOLT (AGE 1 7) 

First Prize 

"Lorna Doone !" What a magic name it is ! What a 
picture it brings forth of prim, rose-scented moors ! 
What a breath of rural music it carries witli it ! 

"Girt John Ridd" is an excellent story-teller, telling his 
tale with his own straightforward simplicity, revealing a 
deep appreciation for the beauties of his native moors, 
and with such a keen perception and nobility of char- 
acter that the scenes live before us, and his words be- 
come almost like poetry. 

This poetical quality, this music, is one of the finest 
points of the book. Some of his scenes and thoughts 
are sublimely beautiful, and he does full justice to them 
in a noble prose that has the very essence of poetry in 
it. Many humble scenes and characters are portrayed, 
but about them all runs that rhythmic music, glorifying 
them, but not detracting from their reality. 

And the characters themselves, from the humblest to 



the noblest, are all charming. There is something ir- 
resistible in even the wicked ones, though Blackmore 
does not, like many writers, attempt to justify evil. 
The villainous Doones themselves are interesting, if 
only as masterpieces of character-drawing, and as for 
the minor characters, the honest country folk, Gwenny 
Carfax, John Fry, Uncle Ben, Betty Muxworthy, and 
others, there is nothing comparable to them. Drawn 
with rare humor, there is yet a true worthiness in most 
of them, not to be overlooked. And Ruth Huckaback, 
Annie, John, and Lorna — it would be useless for me 
to describe them. There is that in the pure dignity 
and beauty of Lorna and in John's gentle strength and 
noble purity that compels admiration and love. Oh, the 
characters of "Lorna Doone" are very real, — and very 
lovable. 

It is hard to decide the part of the book that inter- 
ested me most. I might choose the plot, or linger over 
some character, or praise some point of the author's 
style. But it is something more subtle than all this 
that I would linger over — something intangible ; not in 
one part of the book only, but running through all of it, 



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like the haunting music of it, — part of that music, — the 
soul of it. It is something that lifts our souls up for 
a while with a feeling of sublimity — something in the 
author's insight that rings true. It is in the faithful 
portrayal of the characters and the naturalness of the 
scenes and action. Blackmore has caught 

That thread of the all-sustaining Beauty 
Which runs through all and doth all unite. 

He is like a player, touching the quivering strings of 
human nature with sympathetic fingers, bringing a 
music from all of them, high and low, that unites in a 
glorious symphony. It is this that, to my mind, makes 
the book great. 

"LORNA DOONE" 

BY JEAN ROBERTSON (aGE 1 7) 

Second Prize 

"LoRNA Doone" is a romance of the seventeenth cen- 
tury, and as the writer is of the nineteenth, it shows 
how ably he has transported himself back two centuries 
and described in such a lifelike manner the customs 
and beliefs of those times Then again, Blackmore has 
put himself so wholly into the place of the famous Jolui 
Ridd that at first sight you might think the latter was 
writing his autobiography. (I confess I was deceived 
on that point.) 

The customs portrayed, such as Ridd riding such dis- 
tances instead of, say, motoring; the coaches being in 
use ; the fact that robbers were able to exist and go 
unpunished ; their method of farming and of carrying 
pn war (imagine the soldiers in the present European 
war using blunderbusses!) show how Blackmore has 
got the details down to a fine point. 

Then the beliefs of the people, as their fear of the 
moaning sounds of Huckaback's mine, believing it to 
be a witch; their faith in Mother Mclldrum ; the super- 
stition by which Annie is induced to produce Lorna's 
wonderful necklace ; all these display the same accuracy 
of detail. 

His powers of description are brought forth in his 
picturing of Glen Doone, the robbers and their rough 
and wicked life, the life of Huckaback and his grand- 
daughter, and Exmoor at the different seasons. All 
these give natural touches and lend life and interest to 
the background of the romance from which Lorna steps 
out and plays the important role. 

I like to think of Lorna in her dift'erent stations of 
life : at first as a child, living with rich and noble par- 
ents a life of ease and contentment ; then her changed 
life with the Doones. more humble and dangerous, but 
very romantic, and perhaps made unhappy by the wicked 
and revengeful Carver Doone and his father ; after this 
her quiet domestic life with John Ridd's family ; then 
her second experience in a high social sphere, which did 
not carry her away by its enjoyments ; and at last her 
home life with her husband, John Ridd, a happiness 
well earned after her struggles. Through all, Lorna's 
taking ways, loyalty to friends, beauty, unselfishness, 
and pure, high love for her lover are most remarkable. 

Of course, Lorna as the heroine has had more time 
spent on her by the author, and so is nearer perfection, 
but who does n't admire the great strength of the hero, 
his boundless courage in doing anything which he 
thought was for the good of Lorna, his loyalty to the 
king, and his generosity to his fellow-men? 

Then Blackmore has given each of his lesser char- 
acters his or her own peculiarities and special interests, 
There was Annie, the home-maker, Liz::ie, the book- 



worm. Master Huckaback, the miser, and Tom Faggus, 
the adventurer. All these lend interest to the story, 
but Lorna the beautiful, whose beauty consists not in 
rouge and high-topped boots and short skirts, but in 
her sweet expression and fine disposition, the character 
of Lorna, I say, is a book in itself well worth studying. 

"LORNA DOONE" 

BY JOHN WADDELL CHASE (aGE lo) 

Th ird Prize 

My favorite characters in "Lorna Doone" are John 
Ridd, Lorna Doone, Ruth Huckaback, Annie Ridd, 
Gwenny Carfax. I like John Ridd best, because, as in 
most fiction, the main character is given a good account 
of. Another reason is that he is usually giving help to 
another person or persons ; another, that he is very 
heroic. 

Next I like Lorna Doone, because she is so game. 
As an instance, when she would not marry Carver 
Doone. and coasted down the dangerous hill, where she 
might have been killed Another reason why I like her 
is that she is faithful in love to John Ridd. Ruth 
Huckaback I like next, mostly because, after she had 
found out that John loved Lorna, she did not leave 
him, but rather encouraged it, and because she saved 
Lorna. 

Next comes Annie Ridd, because she is talked about 
so much, which in this case gives you a very faxorable 
opinion of her, and because she is not at all afraid of 
the Doones, as is shown when she goes up to the Coun- 
selor (who is supposed to be very harsh) and gains 
his favor. Next comes Gzeenny Carfax-, because she is 
almost always faithful to Lorna, except when she kept 
the letters to John. But I think she thought she was 
doing the right thing when she did this. 

The story is within the reigns of Charles II and 
James II. John was not twenty-four years old when he 
was dubbed knight by James II. Exmoor and Devon- 
shire counties are situated in southwestern England. 
The country looks now just about the same as it did in 
the time of Lorna Doone. There are coaches that will 
take you to some of the places described in "Lorna 
Doone." In 1673, in the reign of Charles II, Joh)i was 
twelve years old. 

I think that you could compare "Lorna Doone" with 
"Romeo and Juliet," taking Jolin Ridd for Romeo, and 
Lorna for Juliet. When you take the two principal 
characters of both, you find that these two have about 
the same trouble. In "Lorna Doone," Lorna is with 
the Doones. and in "Romeo and Juliet," Juliet belongs 
to the rival house. In both cases they find means to 
meet each other, but in "Romeo and Juliet," Romeo 
meets Juliet more than John meets Lorna. In both 
cases they finally get together, but Romeo is not able 
to take Juliet home as his wife, as John Ridd did Lorna. 

You can compare Friar Laurence with Captain 
Stickles. They in both cases save your favorite. In 
"Lorna Doone," Captain Stickles saves John from being 
shot, and in "Romeo and Juliet" Friar Laurence saves 
Romeo from the prince's soldiers. 



HONORABLE MENTION 

Alice C. Kendall (age 15). Annie Wood Linn (age 1 3) . 
Dorothy May Wile (age 14). Althea McCannon (age 13). 
Margaret Marsh (age 16). Frances Eliot (age 15). 
Elizabeth M. Dukes (age 14). 



NATURE AND SCIENCE FOR YOUNG FOLKS 





'HE WAS ALWAYS A TAMK I.ITTl.F, FRLHiW AND SICEMED TO HAVE NO FEAR OF PEOPLE, 



"TOMMY TUCKER" 
Tommy Tucker was a foundling left on our 
door-step— a dear little blue-gray bunch of fluff 
and down, with two brilliant black eyes, a strong 
beak, a big topknot, and a ridiculously short tail. 
In short, he was a baby blue- jay. When we 
brought him into the house, he was too little to 
eat, too little to drink, too little to fly ; so, having 
had experience with baby birds, I fed him by 
hand, gently opening his bill and poking the food 
down his throat with a toothpick. You see, a 
baby-bird's mother places the food back in the 
throat, and it is some time before the little fellow 
learns the art of swallowing. 

This baby soon was christened Tommy Tucker, 
as he "sang for his supper" — and also for break- 
fast, lunch, and dinner— at all hours. He did n't 
like a cage, so he spent most of the day perched 
on a dead branch which I placed in the window. 
There he could see everything that went on. He 
was always a tame little fellow, even from the 
first, and seemed to have no fear of people. 

As Tommy learned to eat his own meals and 
use his wings, he developed what Mr. Kipling 
calls a " 'satiable curtiosity" and all the mischief 
that goes with it Anything bright was meant to 
be played with— my jewel box full of trinkets 
was especially attractive, but I had to keep a 
strict watch on him, as he enjoyed hiding any- 
thing he found. He had a special fancy, too, for 
lead-pencils, and it was hard to sketch him, as he 



wanted every pencil he saw and tried to twist it 
out of my hand. Then he was so eager to see 
just what I was doing that he would light on my 

drawing-board and 
hop sociably back 
and forth. 

Tommy was 
adopted the twen- 
ty-ninth of May, 
and by the latter 
part of June was 
to all appearances 
a fully developed 
jay-bird. He was 
so blue and so 
gray and so white 
— and such a 
dandy ! Every 
feathermust shine 1 
He loved his bath 
and sputtered and 
splashed to his 
heart's content. 
Then he would 
shake and preen 
his feathers, and, 
when quite dry, 
"tuck his head" 
not "under his wing" but among his shoulder- 
feathers and cuddle down for a long nap. 
When we felt quite sure he was able to care 




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"HE DID NT LIKE A CAGE. 

for himself, Tommy was given his liberty, but, 
strange to say, he did n't want it ! He knew and 
loved his "ain folk"; he did n't know birds, and 
it took him some time to feel comfortable out of 
doors. Even when he grew used to it, he came 
to the door for food several times a day and 
spent part of almost every day in the house with 
his family. Every morning, at the peep of day, 
Tommy came tapping at my bedroom window for 
his first breakfast; and if I forgot to provide for 
him the night before, four-twenty a.m. found 
me going sleepily down stairs to find breakfast 
for an insistent bird. 

He liked meat, nut-goodies, bread, vegetables, 
fruit, cheese— almost everything in fact, and pre- 
ferred to eat from our hands. 

By the last of July he had found two blue-jay 
chums, but still came to us for food and com- 




"A JEWEL BOX FULL OF TRINKETS WAS 
ESPECIALLY ATTRACTIVE." 

panionship. All the neighborhood was his home, 
and every one his friend. 
We heard great tales of his riotous ways. One 



denly 
peared. 
we 
every 
call 





\ 



TOMMY TUCKER SITS FUR 
HIS PORTRAIT. 



small boy had his cup of milk on the back steps 
and was surprised to find Tommy perched on the 
rim of his cup and sharing the feast. Another 
day. Tommy tried his little best to pull the 
clothes-pins out 
of the neigh- 
bor's wash. 

Tommy was 
with us until 
early in August 
when he sud- 
disap- 
For days 
answered 
blue- jay 
with "Tom- 
my, oh, Tommy 
Tucker ! Where 
are you ?" But 
there was no 
rush of blue 
wings, nor eager 
coaxing and flut- 
tering for food, 
no tapping at my 
window to break 
my early morn- 
ing nap, no dear, 
lovable, teasing 

little "bunch-o'-hlue" to greet us with a whis- 
pered song. 

Whether he willingly deserted us, or met some 
unkind fate, we are all glad to have had his 
friendship and shall always think the more lov- 
ingly of our "little brothers of the air" for hav- 
ing known our Tommy Tucker. 

Bess Bruce Cleaveland. 

MAKING ICE IN A RED-HOT CRUCIBLE 

A RED-HOT crucible seems a queer dish in which 
to freeze water. It is a little unusual, and it may 
be admitted at the start that artificial-ice manu- 
facturing companies have never been known to 
make their ice in red-hot tanks. But it can be 
done and has been done, and without any sleight- 
of-hand tricks. 

A platinum crucible, which is simply a cup 
made of platinum because that metal is not in- 
jured by intense heat, is placed over a flame. 
When the crucible is so hot that it glows a bright 
red, some liquid sulphurous acid is dropped inside, 
and while this liquid is sizzling nicely, a little 
water is thrown in with it. Almost immediately 
the water is frozen solid, and the ice can either 
be thrown out, or picked out with tongs so as to 
leave the sulphurous acid still sizzling. 

A startling fact related to this process is that 



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[May, 



if the crucilile is 7iot hot enough, the water will 
be heated instead of chilled and turn into steam 
instead of ice. 

Better to explain why all this is so, the reader's 
attention must be called to certain phenomena he 
has probably often seen without noticing very 
closely. 

When some water is spilled on the flat top of 
a very hot kitchen-stove it forms into little glob- 
ules, which roll about on the hot iroia like quick- 
silver, making quite a loud, sizzling noise and 
lasting quite a while. If, however, one of these 
globules happens to stray over to a cooler part 
of the stove, it instantly loses its round shape 
and rapidly boils away to steam. Water that is 
sliding about in globules, as described above, is 
said to be in the "spheroidal" state, and this state 
has a lot to do with freezing water in a hot cru- 
cible. 

Any liquid when in this spheroidal state acts 
very differently from what it ever does otherwise. 
While a drop of water put on a surface not quite 
hot enough to make it take this form will instantly 
be heated to the boiling point and then rapidly 
pass into steam, if it is put where it takes the 
spheroidal form, if cannot be heated to the boiling 
point while in the spheroidal condition ! 

The reasons for this are too complex to be 
gone into here, but the main one is that the little 
globule docs n't toiicli the hot stove. This can be 
shown by the fact that if the globule is on a very 
smooth surface, the eye, brought on a level with 
the surface, can see under the globule. The little 
globe of water rests, or rolls, on a thin layer of its 
own vapor, and this vapor, being a very poor 
conductor of heat, protects it from the hot stove. 
When this protective layer is not present, the 
liquid does touch the hot iron and is instantly 
heated to steam, as in the case of a globule wan- 
dering to a cooler part of the stove. 

Any liquid can be put in the spheroidal state, 
and, like water, no liquid while in that state can 
be heated to its boiling-point. But the tempera- 
ture at which different liquids begin to change to 
the steam state is very different from that of 
boiling water. Sulphurous acid boils at only about 
ten degrees above zero ; at that temperature it 
changes from a liquid to a gas. 

There ! Now we have it ! Sulphurous acid in 
the spheroidal state must be colder than ten de- 
grees above zero ; so when a big globule o,f it is 
sizzling about in the red-hot crucible, the liquid 
is actually more than twenty degrees below the 
freezing-point of water. Now it is plain what 
happens when the water is thrown in. 

If the water touches the red-hot platinum, it 
assumes the spheroidal form and can't get hotter 



than about 200 degrees, while it must reach 212 
degrees in order to boil. But when some of it 
has been in contact with the sulphurous acid a 
short time, of course ice is formed : twenty de- 
grees below freezing ! And, also, it can now be 
understood why the crucible must be very hot if 
ice is to be made: if it is n't hot enough to cause 
the spheroidal state, the sulphurous acid quickly 
boils away into a gas and the water flashes into 
steam. 

This thin layer of vapor which separates liquids 
from very hot metals causes other queer effects. 
One of these is that if a man first wipes his hand 
with a damp cloth, so as to be sure of a layer of 
vapor, he can dip that hand into molten iron for 
an instant in safety if the melted iron is hot 
enough, for then the iron does n't touch the skin. 
If it is too cool, or his hand is dry, the finish of 
the experiment is sad indeed. 

William J. Whiting. 

THE WONDERFUL TENDRIL 

Quite a number of plants have very weak stems, 
and as these often grow rapidly to a considerable 
height some method of support is essential. 
Many of these species mount upward by means 
of twining stems and sensitive leaf-stalks, or by 
the development of tendrils. These last-named 




1. THE TENDRIL COMES IN CONTACT WITH THE 
SUPPORT. 2. THE SAME TENDRIL TEN 
MINUTES LATER. 



processes are some of the most interesting organs 
that the plant possesses, and are well worth special 
study. 

And first of all, we should remember that in 
their origin tendrils are specialized stems, leaves, 
or parts of leaves. Some of the commonest 
plants of our gardens are tendril bearers, and 
all kinds of interesting experiments may be car- 
ried out to show the clever way in which these 
organs behave. In all cases the experiments will 
be more easy to follow if the weather is warm. 
At such times the sensitiveness of the tendril is 
astonishing, and certain changes in its behavior 
take place very rapidly. 

Find a young pea-plant in the garden that is 
just beginning to get up in the world. With the 



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coming of the second or third leaves, a fine long 
tendril is sent out. Place a small stake near to, 
but not actually touching, the tendril. Now from 
the beginning the tendril has always been on the 



THE EXPERIMENT WITH A I,001> OF THREAD. 

move, traveling round and round with a curious, 
swaying movement. Then, too, it is getting 
longer, and sooner or later it will come into con- 
tact with the support. If the stick is rather a 
thin one, the tendril will curl right around it in 
ten minutes or even less. In the case of a thick 
support, a secure hold is obtained by means of 




THE SLENDER TENDRIL IS STRONG ENOUGH TO 
SUPPORT A HEAVY PUMPKIN. 

the hooklike end of the tendril. When a suffi- 
ciently firm attachment is made, the remaining 



part of the tendril is thrown into a spiral coil. 
If we examine this coiled tendril, we shall find 
that it consists of two halves, which twist in op- 
posite directions. This is due to the fact that, 
as both ends of the tendril are fixed, when one 
part coils, the other part is bound to coil in an 
opposite direction. If a piece of wire or string 
firmly held at both ends is twisted, a reversed 
spiral is secured, just such as appears in the 
tendril. This coiling makes the tendrils very 
strong, on account of the "give" they have when 
put to any strain. They are very rarely broken 
even during the 
roughest storms. 

That tendrils 
are able to sup- 
port a great 
weight may be 
gathered from a 
glance at the ac- 
companying pic- 
ture showing an 
immense pump- 
kin, scores of 
pounds in weight, 
being held up by 
two or three of 
these organs. 

One day the 
writer deter- 
mined to see just 
how sensitive tendrils really are. He had noticed 
how rapidly they start to curl around any object 
which they touch. About the least pressure that 
it seemed possible to bring to bear on the tendril 
was a looped piece of thread. As may be im- 
agined, this weighed only a tiny fraction of an 
ounce, yet the tendril was able to feel its presence. 
The day on which this experiment was tried was 
very warm, and the tendril selected was a young 
one. In about eight minutes after placing the 
thread as shown in the picture the tip of the 
tendril started to curl. In another three minutes 
the effect of the thread was still more marked. 
Finally, the end of the tendril came right over, 
evidently rather puzzled, if one may use the 
word, that there was nothing around which it 
could clasp. 

S. Leonard Bastin. 

EARTHQUAKE ARCHES 

The European coast-line of the Mediterranean 
has, from time to time, suffered severely from 
earthquake shocks. On this account the buildings 
in many of the villages and towns, especially in 
tlie hilly districts, have been planned with a view 
to making them better able to withstand these dis- 




AX KM ARGF.I) VIEW OF THE 
PUMPKIN TENDRILS. 



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EARTHQUAKE ARCHES IN GRASSE, FRANCE. 



turbances. One very often sees, between two 
tall buildings, arches stretching across the in- 
tervening space, as shown in our picture. In the 
event of an earthquake these arches have been 
found to be of great value in helping the build- 
ings to go through the shaking without serious 




damage. These arches are also to be seen in 
Portuguese coast towns, especially in Lisbon, a 
city that has experienced some terrible earth- 
quakes, that which occurred in 1755 being one of 
the most destructive ever known. 

S. B. 

A PUZZLING MYSTIC MAZE 

In the days of William and Mary, who reigned 
in England from 1689 to 1694, there was planted 
at Hampton Court a remarkable "mystic maze" 
which is still in excellent condition and has been 
visited by hundreds of American tourists. But 
probably few of these know that this country 
possesses an exact replica of the original. It is 
located at Waltham, Massachusetts, and was 
planted in 1896 under the direction of Miss Cor- 
nelia Warren, who conceived the idea of creating 
a similar interesting oddity on the lawn of her 
home after seeing that at Hampton Court. 

Almost every day scores of people attempt to 
solve the intricacies of the maze, which consist 
of more than a third of a mile of heavy hedges 
of arbor-vit;e. The object is to reach, by passing 
through this labyrinth, a little pond located in the 
center of the maze, the shortest distance from the 
entrance to the pond being about a fifth of a 
mile. It is not unusual for a person to wander 
about for an hour or more before reaching the 
coveted goal, and once there, it is just as difficult 
to get out again. 

More than a thousand arbor-vitse compose the 
Ifedges, which are now over six feet high. The 
maze has a base-line of over two hundred feet, 
and in general outline follows that at Hampton 
Court. Robert H. Moulton. 




THIl MY.STIC MAZE AT WALTHAM, MASSAf:HUSETTS. 



APPLIED SCIENCE & MECHANICS FOR BOYS 

INCLUDING BRIEF ARTICLES OF THE "HOW TO MAKE IT" SERIES 



BY J. S. NEWMAN 



THE SEVEN WONDERS OF SCIENCE 
IV SELENIUM 

Sulphuric acid is a most valuable chemical. 
Scarcely an industry but finds use for it. The 
laboratory could hardly get along without it. Mil- 
lions of pounds of this oily-looking, corrosive 
acid are manufactured and sold every year. 

In the manufacture of this acid there occurs a 
seemingly insignificant by-product in the form of 
a dark brown powder, known as selenium and 
destined to play a most interesting part some day 
in the business of the world. When this powder 
is burned or melted, a nauseous odor, like that of 
decayed cabbage, makes itself known. Nothing 
wonderful about this, you say. What does this 
brown powder do for mankind to make itself one 
of the seven great wonders of science? 

Selenium is a chemical element, one of the 
ninety or so that go to make up all the substances 
of which man has any knowledge. It was dis- 
covered in 1817 by J. J. Berzelius, a famous chem- 
ist. It belongs to the sulphur family, and resem- 
bles sulphur in many respects. 

So far, we have n't discovered anything abotit 
selenium that would entitle it to extraordinary 
prominence. But if you will look up selenium in 
the F.ncyclopsedia Britannica, you will find, hid- 
den away in the most ordinary fashion in one of 
the paragraphs, this sentence, "Metallic selenium 
is a conductor of electricity, and its conductivity 
is increased by light." And therein lies the secret ! 
Its conductivity is increased by light.' 

Now we are ready to explain what selenium 
will be able to do in a practical way for mankind. 

Already we are able to send the human voice 
thousands of miles by means of electricity. We 
can reproduce handwriting great distances away 
by means of an ingenious electrical instrument 
called the telautograph. Selenium enables us to 
transmit photographs over wires, just as sound 
and writing are transmitted. The'nstrument used 
for this purpose is called the tclephotograph by 
its inventor. Professor Korn, a German scientist. 
Professor Korn's apparatus is not new. It has 
been known to us for many years. However, re- 
cent improvements have brought it more seriously 
before the public. 

No attempt will be made here to give a detailed 



description of the device. In brief, however, a 
pinhole beam of light is made to travel over a 
photograph in the same manner as a phonograph- 
needle moves across the record. The reflection 
of this beam of light is made to fall on a selenium 
cell, which is simply a series of tiny metal plates 
separated by very thin layers of selenium. The 
intensity of this reflected light will vary accord- 
ing to whether it travels over a light spot or a 
dark spot on the photograph. The selenium is 
affected by this varying light and allows a certain 
amount of electric current to pass through it for 
each variation of light. This constantly chang- 
ing current may be sent many miles through 
wires, and, by means of ingenious instruments, 
may be made to reproduce the photograph with 
great exactness. 

Already certain European newspapers have in- 
stalled telephotographs and are able to reproduce 
pictures and photographs taken hundreds of miles 
away a few moments after they arc taken. The 
identification of criminals can be made to precede 
them in every town and village to which they 
may be likely to flee. 

Countless uses will l)c made of this wonderful 
device. We shall all live to see the time when 
American newspapers will be able to print pho- 
tographs taken on the very day of their publica- 
tion in far-ofT Euro])e or Africa. 

But a greater and more amazing thing has been 
predicted. Some day, by means of a combina- 
tion of the telephotograph and the motion pic- 
ture, we may be able to sit in auditoriums and 
actually watch events taking place at the identical 
moment in places miles away. Californians will 
be able to witness a Presidential inauguration in 
Wasliington, a boat-race in tlie Hudson, or a ])at- 
tle between warring nations at the very moment 
these things are taking place. It is far from im- 
possible; it is probable. 

And all because nature provided us thousands 
of years ago with that cvil-smelling brown pow- 
der—selenium. 

A BOY'S HOME LABORATORY 
The desire to know the "why" of things is 
strongly developed in American young folk. To- 
day the heroes of mechanics and science are ad- 
mired quite as deeply as the heroes of battle, and 



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[May, 



countless bright boys are greatly interested in the 
fascinating subjects of the laboratory. Indeed, 
the home laboratories of many of these youthful 
experimenters are wonderfully equipped and 
highly organized. The brilliant progress of sci- 
ence and invention in this country is in no small 
measure due to the tendency of the rising genera- 
tion to repeat for themselves the experiments of 
our trained research men. 

Every boy ought to know something about elec- 
tricity, chemistry, and mechanics. The pursuit 
of these subjects will not only prove intensely in- 
teresting, but will also furnish a great deal of 
viseful and valuable information. 

In most homes will be found some out-of-the- 
way spot that the boy can appropriate as his own. 
Sometimes such a place may be found in the 
attic or basement, or even in a small bedroom if 
no other space is available. 

A work-bench should be built up against the 
wall, with proper provision for tools. This bench 
may be made of scrap lumber from packing-cases, 
or, if the pocketbook permits, new, clean pine 
may be purchased from the lumber-yard. In any 
event, the bench should be substantially built, so 
that it will not shake or clatter when working 
with tools. 

No dimensions or specifications can be given 
here, since the conditions naturally vary in dif- 




A BOY S WOKK-KKNCn. 



ferent homes. However, if possible, the work- 
bench should contain drawers for smaller tools 
and a back support for chisels, hammers, and simi- 
lar tools. The drawing gives a fair idea of a 
good arrangement. Shelves to hold apparatus, 
chemicals, and supplies should be firmly and sub- 
stantially fastened to the walls. 

It is surprising how readily and at how little 
expense a complete home laboratory can be 
equipped. A few tools, some scraps of wood, 
metal, and wire, some dry cells, nails, screws, nuts, 
and several good books will enable any boy to re- 
peat complex and fascinating electrical experi- 
ments and make really serviceable apparatus. 

At little greater outlay one can follow through 
a course of experimental chemistry. However, 



this latter subject is only recommended to older 
and more advanced experimenters, since some 
chemical work is more or less dangerous. 

One thing must be said here relative to the 
methods of operation in the home laboratory. 
Try to foUozv out some specific line of work. 
Efficiency in the laboratory is fully as important 
as efficiency in business, since no beneficial re- 
sults whatever are to be had by topsy-turvy meth- 
ods. Do not leave a subject until you have got 
all you can get out of it. Keep your shop neat 
and orderly at all times. Get good books and fol- 
low instructions carefully. Remember that some 
of the world's greatest discoveries were made 
with the crudest apparatus, and that good work 
depends more upon enthusiastic concentration 
than upon expensive equipment. 

Following are several good sulijects upon which 
to experiment : 

Electricity 
Elementary Experiments Dynamos and Motors 
Magnetic Effects Wireless Telephony 

Static Electricity Heating Devices 

Wireless Telegraphy Electric Furnaces 
Storage-batteries Electro-plating, etc. 

Chemistry 

Elementary Experiments Organic Chemistry 
Dyes Food Chemistry 

Metals Water Analysis 

Alloys Iron and. Steel 

Analysis Analysis, etc. 

Mechanics 
Elementary Principles Cabinet-making 
Mechanical Movements Model-making, etc. 
Lathe Work 



Photography 
Microscopes 



Light 

Telescopes 
.Astronomy, etc., etc. 



A SIMPLE WIRELESS TELEPHONE 

Recently the world was amazed and gratified at 
the suddenly announced feat of an American en- 
gineer, John J. Carty, who designed a system of 
wireless telephony with which he talked from 
New York City to Honolulu, Hawaii, four thou- 
sand miles across land, mountain, and sea! Of 
course, Mr. Carty's apparatus was both compli- 
cated and expensive, and far beyond the reach of 
most of our pocketbooks. 

However, "There is nothing new under the 
sun," says the old proverb, and as far back as 
1882 Alexander Graham Bell developed a simple 
system of transmitting the voice without wires, 
working on an entirely different principle from 
Mr. Carty's method. He was able to telephone 



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a mile and a half in this manner, and some years 
later, telephone communication without wires was 
e .^tablished between points six miles apart. 

At a moderate outlay any one can, in a small 
way, duplicate these simple wireless telephone 
experiments. We shall need about 300 feet of 
insulated copper wire, size 12 to 18 B. & S. gage; 
also an ordinary telephone-receiver and a tele- 
phone-transmitter, together with several dry cells 
or door-bell batteries. The receiver and trans- 




,\ .SHORT-DISTANCI-, WIKKLKSb TEI.El'HOXE 



mitter may be purchased from any electrical shop 
or mail-order house at a total cost of two dollars ; 
or possibly a second-hand telephone set is avail- 
able from which these two parts may be removed 
in good condition. 

Make two large round coils of insulated cop- 
per wire, three feet in diameter, and each con- 
sisting of fifteen or more turns. Such coils may 
be readily made by driving thin nails into the 
floor in the form of a circle, three feet in diame- 
ter. The wire may now be formed around these 
nails, which may then be removed, releasing the 
coils. Before removing the nails, the coils must 
be securely bound every three inches with stout 
cord, or, better, tire-tape. Twelve or eighteen 
inches of wire are left free at the ends. The two 
finished coils are shown in Fig. i. 

A telephone-receiver is now connected to the 
two terminals of coil No. i. A telephone-trans- 
mitter and dry cell are connected with coil No. 2, 
as shown. Note that one terminal of the coil is 
connected to one terminal of the transmitter. The 
remaining terminal of the transmitter is connected 
by means of a short length of wire to one brass 
binding-posi of the dry cell. The remaining bind- 
ing-post of the cell is connected to the remainmg 



terminal of the coil. This is called "series" con- 
nection. Of course, the end of the wire must 
always be scraped clean of its insulating cover- 
ing before making connections. Our apparatus is 
now complete. 

In order to use the instruments, proceed as fol- 
lows: hang the transmitting-coil (No. 2) on a 
wall, supporting the transmitter and battery on a 
small shelf beside the coil. In the next room, or 
even two or three rooms away, hang the receiv- 
ing-coil exactly opposite to 
the position in which the 
transmitting coil hangs, and 
facing it or parallel to it. 
Talk plainly into the trans- 
mitter, just as when using 
an ordinary telephone. The 
person listening at the re- 
ceiving end will plainly hear 
the words. 

The principle of operation 
may be explained by the 
phenomenon of "magnetic 
induction." When an electric 
current passes through a 
coil of wire, a magnetized 
area is developed about it. 
This magnetized area, or 
field of force, spreads out in 
all directions. If, then, a 
similar coil of wire be placed 
in its path, the magnetism generates a current 
in the second coil, and this current may be 
detected by hearing its effect in a telephone- 
receiver. The quantity of electric current in the 
first coil is varied by the effect of the sound- 
waves of the voice against the telephone-trans- 
mitter. This variation of electric current pro- 
duces a corresponding variation in the magnetic 
field surrounding the coil. Therefore, the current 
in the receiving-coil varies in a similar manner, 
reproducing the sounds in the telephone-receiver 
exactly as spoken into the transmitter. Larger 
coils of wire, more turns, and more battery cur- 
rent will enable the experimenter to talk greater 
distances. The outfit described above will oper- 
ate for twenty to fifty feet. 

ELECTRO-PLATING 

Chemistry and electricity often go hand in hand 
to perform their useful tasks for mankind. In 
fact, so frequently are both of these sciences 
called into use together that an important branch 
of learning now bears the name of "electro-chem- 
istry." Electro-chemistry and electro-chemists 
(as experts in this science are called) are both in 
great demand in the various arts and industries. 



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Under the broad heading of electro-chemistry 
come such industries as the manufacture and 
maintenance of storage-batteries, the refining of 
certain metals (such as sodium, aluminum, cal- 
cium), and the art of coating base metals (such 
as iron, steel, or brass) with thin layers of sil- 
ver, nickel, or gold. This last branch of electro- 
chemistry is called electro-plating. All of us un- 
derstand what is meant by a silver-plated knife 
or a gold-plated watch. 

The relationship between electricity and chem- 
istry forms one of the most interesting realms 
for research among scientists. We can readily 
see that electro-plating comes under the heading 
of electro-chemistry, since with the aid of elec- 
tricity certain chemical changes take place. 
Here is a simple experiment. 
From a druggist get five cents' worth of copper 
sulphate. Put as much of these blue crystals in 
a tumbler of water as the water will dissolve. 
Place a clean iron nail in this solution. A coat- 
ing of bright copper will soon be deposited on 
the nail. This experiment demonstrates how a 
metal, held in chemical solution, may be made to 
separate from this solution and deposit itself in 
a pure state upon other metals. This phenomenon 
is brought about by what electro-chemists call 
electrolytic action. 

Commercial copper-plating in a permanent and 
practical way may be accomplished as follows : 
Have your druggist make up for you a solu- 
tion of one ounce of copper sulphate in ten ounces 
of water, to which should be added a slight 
amount of sulphuric acid. Do not try to make 
this mixture yourselves, as sulphuric acid is dan- 
gerous to handle in its undiluted state. 

A dry battery is connected as shown in the il- 
lustration. Copper wire No. i8 is used for this 
purpose. The free end of the wire connected to 
the center-post, A, on the battery is wrapped 
about a piece of copper, such as a penny or a 

large copper washer 
or rivet, B. This 
wire, with the copper 
attached, is dropped 
into the solution. 

The other end of 
the wire, connected 
to the outside post, C, 
on the battery, is 
now arranged in a 
hook shape. The 
article to be plated, 
say a key, D, is hung upon this hook and dropped 
into the solution, two or three inches away from 
the first wire and its copper anode, as it is called. 
When a sufficient coating of copper has been de- 




COIJPERPLATING A KF.Y. 



posited, the key is removed from the solution, 
washed in clean water, and hung up to dry. 

The key or other article may then be polished 
by shaking it in a bag or box half full of sawdust. 

Silver-, gold-, and nickel-plating are all done 
in a similar manner. For perfect work it is nec- 
essary to watch the temperature and specific 
gravity of the plating solution, the strength of 
current, and many other details. 

WHAT IS COAL MADE OF.' 

Coal seems to be rather an uninteresting thing. 
Who would imagine that the great, ugly, black 
lumps could afford any one a subject worthy of 
study ! And yet this same coal has given civiliza- 
tion many of its greatest possessions. The beau- 
tiful pink scarf that your sister wears when she 
goes to a party is colored with dyes that come 
from coal ! The gas used to illuminate and to 
heat our homes is a product of the distillation of 
coal. Valuable chemicals, such as benzene, 
naphthalene, and toluene, are coal products. The 
tar used in paving our streets and protecting our 
roofs from rain is also a by-product of the com- 
mercial treatment of coal; and, finally, aniline, 
the basis of aniline dyes and coloring materials, 
is one of the valuable chemicals contained in coal. 

Coal is indeed one of the most complex mate- 
rials to be found in all nature. To learn what 
it is, we must go back to the dim, geological ages. 
The luxuriant vegetation of these past times, un- 
trampled by human feet and uncut by human 
hands, year after year grew, bloomed, faded, and 
decayed, forming deep beds of rotted, woody fiber. 
By degrees certain gases, such as hydrogen and 
oxygen, were partly lost from the mass of vege- 
table material. Pressure and heat converted this 
material into the substance which we know as coal. 

Only in comparatively recent years has man 
discovered the uses of the hidden treasure which 
nature so laboriously constructed for him. The 
first load of coal, brought to market early in the 
nineteenth century, was considered a curiosity, 
so far as its value as fuel was concerned ! Lit- 
tle by little, chemists learned about the great 
forces and the invaluable chemicals stored in the 
great coal-deposits of the earth. 

When coal is heated in air-tight iron vessels, 
illuminating gas is first driven off by the heat. 
Then a black, viscous liquid, called coal-tar, is 
distilled and condensed, leaving coke behind. The 
coal-tar contains valuable chemicals, such as ben- 
zene and toluene, from which are obtained aniline 
and other rare compounds invaluable to the arts 
and sciences. So coal is indeed a great gift to 
mankind. A score of volumes could scarcely 
beg-in to tell about its wonderful and varied uses. 



FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK 




THANKFUL 

BY ALICE CROWELL HOFFMAN 

I 'm glad I 'm not fast in my furs 
The way that kitty is in hers. 
I can't imagine, if I try, 
How hot I 'd be about July ! 

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THE ALPHABET OE 
STREET-SIGHTS 



A is for 
B is for 
C 's for 
D 's for 

E 's for 
F is for 
G is for 
H is for 

I 's for 
J is for 
K is for 
L is for 



BY MELVILLE CHATER 

Arc-lamps, in rows through the night. 
Bargain-sale. Oh, what a sight ! 
Conductor. " Step lively!" he cries, 
the Docks where the shipping all lies. 

Electric -car, -taxi, or -fan. 
Floor-walker — such a proud man! 
Guard on the subway, of course. 
Hansom that 's pulled by a horse. 

Illumined — the signs near and far. 
Jam, when you squeeze on a car. 
"Keep off the grass," in the square. 
L-road that runs in the air. 



M is for "Movies" — such pictures and faces! 
N 's for " No smoking" in various places. 
O is for Organ that makes such a noise. 
P 's for Policeman, who loves little boys. 

O is for Questions he answers all day. 
R 's for Red-ball. 1 1 means skating, they say. 
S is for Sky-scraper — oh, so immense! 
T is for Transfer, which saves you five cents. 

U 's for Up-town, where we live in a ilat. 
V is for Vendors of fruit and all that. 
W 's for White Wings, who shovel the snow. 
As for X, Y, and Z, — why, I 'm sure I don't know. 





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"SOMETIMES WHEN IT RAINS AND RAINS'' 



Sometimes, when it rains and rains, 
You grow tired of blocks and books ; 

Woolly dogs have little brains. 
And you hate the rag doll's looks. 



Polly, in the other room. 
Says it 's far too soon for 
tea ; 

In the wetness and the 
gloom 
How unhappy you can 
be! 



Mother comes, and still 
as mice 
You watch the water 
splash the panes; 
To be loved is, oh, so 
nice 

When it rains and 
rains and rains! 

Etlicl Farmer. 




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to 



League young- folk will find a varied list of interesting 
"Victors" marshaled for their inspection and admira- 
tion this month, and also a notable set of poems, grave 
or ga)', — those by Honor Members being especially 
worthy of high praise. 

We frankly confess, however, that the Editor might 
have been in better business than offering a choice of 
two subjects to the young photographers, for we re- 
ceived a far greater number of beautiful, artistic prints 
fitted to each picture than would suffice to fill the whole 
eight pages of the League. And therefore the few 
specimens here shown, in illustration of "Where I Spent 
My Vacation" and "My Dog," do scant justice to our 
bright young camera-corps. This experience is a re- 
peated warning which the Editor must take to heart. 
We shall not soon tempt fate again by giving a double 
opportunity to our skilled army of boys and girls who 
not only possess cameras, but, as a Britisher might say, 
"know jolly well how to use them" — for our delight, 
edification, or amusement. Which reminds us to remind 



you not to overlook the humorous contributions of the 
month. With all due regard to the more serious and 
earnest offerings, which we can always count upon, and 
which by right are entitled to first consideration, yet we 
have almost equal cause to rejoice that the League 
pages are constantly leavened with a fair amount of fun 
or frolicsome fancy, to make us echo the cry of every 
sane and honest mind: "Blessed be humor!" You will 
find it repeatedly this time in prose, verse, and picture. 
The story on the opposite page, for instance, has a very 
amusing denouement : the baseball rhyme recalls to mem- 
ory the well-known "Casey at the Bat" ; and a saucy — - 
not to say "sausage" — picture on page 667 shows that 
one young contributor does not hesitate to take advan- 
tage of a League subject to offer us a bit of mischievous 
fun ! 

Altogether, it is a rich and varied store of fact and 
fancy that illuminates both text and picture in these 
League pages, and adds to the pleasure with which we 
all greet the return of the May-time season. 



PRIZE-WINNERS, COMPETITION No. 207 

In making the awards, contributors' ages are considered. 
PROSE. Gold badges, Elizabeth Whitney (age 13), Massachusetts; Dorothy Donlan (age 16), New Jersey. 
Silver badges, Edith Melcher (age 15), Pennsylvania; Maud Emeline Wensley (age 12), Colorado; Harriet Eliza- 
beth Oliver (age 12), California; Clarke Allen (age 15), Texas; Lyda Langford (age 13), Illinois. 
VERSE. Gold badge. Helene A. Winans (age 17), New York. 

Silver badges, Harry Kirkland (age 14), New York; Patsy Prewitt Downing (age 9), Kentucky; Philip Lee Ralph 
(age II), California. 

DRAWINGS. Silver badges, Helen C. Green (age 13), Missouri; Dorothy Burns (age 14), Minnesota; Virginia A. 
Stevens (age 17), Massachusetts; Gwendolyn Dorey (age 14), Indiana. 

PHOTOGRAPHS. Silver badges, Dorothy Staples (age 16), Maine; Caroline T. Drayton (age 10), Pennsylvania; 
Rebecca Gallagher (age ii), Massachusetts; Carola Kip (age 12), New York; Virginia Burmister (age 11), Cali- 
fornia ; Margaret Irish (age 12), New York; Eleanor Hillyer (age 12), Georgia; Chandler Osborn (age 15), Wisconsin. 
PUZZLE-MAKING. Gold badge, Alan West (age 15), Pennsylvania. 
Silver badge. Earl Kribben (age 13), Missouri. 

PUZZLE ANSWERS. Gold badge, Florence Helwig (age 15), New York. 

Silver badges, Thomas 0. Carlson (age II), Vermont; Orrin G. Judd (age 10), New York. 




BY DOROTHY STAi-LES, AGE l6. (SH.VER BADGE.) i V lA .MAN G. GII.MOHE, AGE I5. 

"WHERE 1 SPENT MY VACATION." 
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BEYOND THE PURPLE SUNSET 

BY SARAH F. BOROCK (AGE l6) 

{Honor Member) 
Beyond the purple sunset there lies the land of dreams ; 
Within the green-fringed inlets slumbers the croon- 
ing sea ; 

Blue mountain-peaks are outlined in flooding crimson 
beams ; 

From out a glimmering turret a flashing beacon gleams ; 
Beyond the purple sunset the princess waits for me. 

Beyond the purple sunset straight lies the moon-bathed 
way. 

Beneath the shadowy branches, straight to the palace 
gates. 

Within her rose-wreathed bower, across the silver bay. 
From some dim bush sweet Philomel tunes forth her 

plaintive lay — 
Beyond the purple sunset, where the fair princess 

waits. 

The night wind sways the roses and lulls the moon- 
kissed lea ; 

Across the crested waters a gem-tinged beacon 
gleams ; 

Beneath the blue-capped mountains the princess waits 
for me ; 

My faithful ship lies waiting, — ah ! gently flows the sea 
Beyond the purple sunset into the land of dreams ! 




"where I SPENT MV VACATION." BV C.AROI.INK T. DR.AVTO.V, 
AGE 10. (silver BAIKIR.) 



THE VICTOR 

BY MAUD EMELINE WENSLEY (aGE I2) 

(Silver Badge) 
The victor of Smith Seminary is a small brown monkey. 
Before he became the victor he belonged to Tony, an 
Italian stable-boy. Tony's father, who had been an 
organ-grinder, gave the monkey to him. The monkey 
was very mischievous, and when no one was around, 
he prowled about. 

A few years ago he became the victor and pride of 
the school. The girls of the school were playing a 
neighboring school in basket-ball. Every one was in 
the gymnasium, even Tony. But before he had gone 
he had locked the monkey in his room. 

All was well till the monkey, wakening from a nap, 
found he was alone. He wandered about for a while, 
looking for something to do. Soon he came to the win- 
dow. It was wide open. He climbed out, and, looking 



around, saw the kitchen door of the seminary opposite. 
It was open also. He ran toward it and went in. No 
one was in the kitchen. He wandered about a while 
and soon found a box of matches. He scratched one 
and set the whole box afire. Frightened by the blaze, 
he ran out and climbed up a vine and into a window. 
The other school had almost won the game. But just 
then, a teacher saw the monkey was frightened, and 
she went to the door to look out. The small fire had 




"where I SPENT MY VACATION." BV REBECCA GALLAGHER, 
AGE II. (silver badge.) 



got a good start She spread the alarm, and the game 
had to be postponed till another day. And that other 
day the Smith Seminary girls won the game. So the 
monkey was considered the cause of winning the game. 

BEYOND 

BY HARRY KIRKLAND (aGE I4) 

(Silver Badge) 
The moment was a crucial one for Alexander Pratt; 
It was the seventh inning, with the bases full at that; 
Three times before, this \ ery game, our hero had 
struck out, 

But now he was determined for a hit, without a doubt. 

He grasped his bat with vigor and went over to the 
plate ; 

He 'd give that ball a rap such as would knock it out 
of date ! 

High resolution spurred him on with vigor twice 
tenfold ; 

He 'd show those yelling people he was worth his 
weight in gold. 

The pitcher wound up slowly and delivered with great 
care ; 

Our hero took a swing at it, but only fanned the air; 
The second pitch shot over, but he let it pass him by. 
"Two strikes !" It was his final chance — he 'd seize it 
now or die ! 

The ball came flying plateward, and he gave a mam- 
moth swing. 

'Across the fence !" the people screamed, and made the 
welkin ring. 

But pshaw ! it was beyond the foul line — luck was 
not to be ! 

A moment later that same crowd was howling at, 
"Strike three!" 



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BEYOND 

BY PATSY PREWITT DOWNING (aGE 9) 

(Silver Badge) 
Hark ! the bugles gaily call ; 
Come, ye lads and lassies all ; 
Let the news go "roun' and roun' " 
This is circus day in town. 




THE LEAGUE 

MAY '17 



'A HEADING FOR MAY. BY KELSON W. PRENTISS, AGE 



Soon the grand parade appears, 
Amid a thousand lusty cheers ; 
Knights so brave bedecked with gold, 
Ladies lovely to behold. 

The elephants go tramping by ; 
The leopards in their cages lie ; 
Birds from far beyond the seas ; 
Monkeys who once lived in trees. 

Joy is on the face of all 

Save one tiny urchin small. 

Who knows that all these wonders go 

Beyond into the tent of snow. 

And one must pay to enter there, — 
111 luck that he has not the fare ! 
Tears of despair begin to roll ; 
Are all too busy to console? 

No ; luckily a kind old face 

Unfolds the cause of sorrow's trace ; 

As if it slipped from magic wand 

The lad holds the coin which pays "Beyond. 



THE VICTOR 

BY EDITH MELCHER (aGE I 5) 

(Silver Badge) 
The great opera-house was crowded, and the people sat 
in eager expectation. They stirred as though a breeze 
had passed over them, and then exclaimed in admira- 
tion and applause as the red velvet curtains parted and 
revealed the stage. 

They found themselves gazing on a balcony, where, 
on a couch of leopard skins, lay Cleopatra the beautiful, 
clothed in shimmering silks and surrounded by a group 
of fair young girls. Before the massive stone balus- 
trade, and motionless as stone, stood a row of soldiers, 
clad in polished armor and holding erect their shining 
spears. Near by were the pyramids, silent and majestic, 



while in the distance the Nile gleamed in the starlight 
like a ribbon of silver. 

Then, as Cleopatra spoke, the audience sat enthralled 
by the passion and energy she displayed. When the 
curtain fell, a great wave of applause rocked the house. 

The wonderful actress who could so stir the hearts 
of the people was Sarah Bernhardt — Bernhardt, the 
wonder of the stage, the "divine Sarah." At the age 
of seventy-two, after the unfortunate loss of one leg, 
she can reincarnate the love and beauty of a young 
woman, stir the audience by her fire, and thrill it by 
her accents of tenderness and sadness. Who can- be 
compared with her? Her very motto, "Ouand meme" 
("In spite of"), seems a symbol of her indomitable 
courage and determination. She is the incarnation of 
victory, a victor over those relentless foes, age and in- 
firmity. 

THE VICTOR 

BY ELIZABETH WHITNEY (AGE I3) 

(Gold Badge. Silver Badge ivon October, igi6) 
With a blast of trumpets, the great gates to the Altis 
were thrown open, and a gorgeous procession of eager 
competitors entered into the Stadium. 

People from all the surrounding states and countries 
were met at Olympia to take part in, or watch, the 
contests going on in honor of Zeus. 

Among them, noticeably poorer, than the rest, was a 
young peasant from Attica named Hippias. He had 
been laughed at by his companions for thinking he 
could compete in the Olympic foot-race, although he 

was known in his village 
to be a good runner. They 
said he was vain even to 
try. Nevertheless, he had 
come and was accepted. 

Inside the gate he saw 
some of those who had 
jeered at him. and he was 
all the more determined 
to win. 

As the racers drew up 
in a line, awaiting the 
signal to start, they be- 
came much excited, and 
prepared to dart forward 
the instant the signal was 
given. Hippias knew that 
he, just a poor peasant, 
was to compete with the 
best Greek and Roman 
runners. 

At the signal, off they 
started, each bent on 
doing his best. Two men 
were ahead of Hippias, 
and the great audience 
was cheering them, but 
this did not trouble him. 
He knew that they could 
not keep it up through the 
entire course, and was sure he would soon pass them. 

Half-way round, they were visibly slackening their 
pace, and at three quarters one had dropped behind 
Hippias, the other was abreast of him. He still kept 
up at the same pace, but on the last quarter of the race, 
summoning all his reserve power, Hippias fairly flew 
forward, soon leaving the others behind him. The 
whole Stadium thundered its applause as he reached 
the goal, the victor in the first event of the day. 




"a heading for may." k 
helen c. green, age i3. 
(silver badge ) 



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lis- DOKorilV ZERMAN, AGE I4. 



BY ELEANOR BALTZ, AGE I4. 




Vn(c;iNIA lU'UMISI HU, A(,E II. 
(SILVER BAUGE. ) 



fc>.-,-^ ..... 





BV I'ARICEK 11. NKWELL, ACE l6. (HONOR MEMBER.) 

"WHERE I SPENT MY VACATION." 



BV rniTlE DOH.ME, AGE 12. 



THE VICTOR 

BY DOROTHY DONLAN (AGli l6) 

(Gold Badge. Silver Badge zuon April, 1915) 
Boon ! Boom, boom ! I am the victor. I, though 
made by man, am the conqueror of man. When I 
speak, children become orphans, their mothers, widows. 
I am used for revenge. Without me, men would not 
fight, and there would be no wars. Kings and em- 
perors tremble for their kingdoms, for I make or mar 
nations. 

In ancient times men knew me not, but used my 
brothers the arrows, the rocks, and stones. But since 



I have been discovered, man cannot do without me. I 
protect him from his enemies and from many dangers. 
When my owner holds me, he is not afraid ; when he 
aims me, the animal he is hunting runs ; but when I 
speak, the animal is no more. Savages hear me with 
fear and flee to cover. 

I am useful as well as harmful, for, when a ship is 
in distress, do I not sound the call for help to those 
on the shore? Am I not often the means of righting 
wrongs? You ask, "Who are you who boast so?" And 
I answer, "I am the victor ; though made by man, yet 
I conquer man. You who have not guessed — I am the 
Gun." 



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BEYOND 

BY HKLENE A. WINANS (AGE I7) 

(Gold Badge. Silver Badge zvon December, igi6) 

There is an island far away, 
All bviilt of glittering sand, they say ; 
The sea about it deepest blue, 
The sky above of softest hue — 
The island of beyond. 




"repose." HV DUROTHV l!I'KN,s, A(.K (sII.\KK IIAIK.F..) 

When children go to bed at night, 
And Mother takes the nursery light. 
They long to be in that bright land 
And find themselves upon its sand. 
The isle of dreams come true! 

Big sugar-plums instead of stones, 
And from the trees hang ice-cream cones. 
The houses made of candy sweet — 
Just everything that children eat ! 
The isle of child's delight. 

And in the morning, when they wake, 
They think of all that fairy cake. 
With frosting pure and white as snow, 
And how they wish that they could go 
In daytime, as at night ! 

THE VICTOR 

BY HARRIET ELIZABETH OLR'ER (AGE 1 2) 

{Silver Badge) 

It was a cold, crisp day in January. Madeline Black- 
mer, a little girl of eleven, with Peterkin, a large, hand- 
some, black-and-white cat, was going on an errand for 
her mother. 

On her way home she saw a boy and a dog coming 
toward her. "Oh! it 's that horrid Simpson boy!" she 
said aloud. "He 's always doing mean things." 

"Hello, sissy !" he cried. "Bet my dog can lick your 
old tom-cat. Sick 'im, Jip !" this to his dog, who was 
an old bulldog with scars which showed he was a 
fighter. 

"You lea\ e my cat alone!" cried Madeline, indig- 
nantly. 

But Jip was already growling disagreeably. Peterkin, 
although much smaller, was no coward. He arched his 
back, ruffed his tail, and made ready. 

The dog sprang at him, but Peterkin jumped higher 
and landed on Jip's back, where he began biting and 



scratching at a great rate. This lasted only a minute, 
for Jip lay down and rolled over, so Peterkin jumped 
off and ran a little distance away. Jip chased him up 
a tree and stood underneath. He was so excited that 
he did not notice Peterkin getting closer and closer, 
until it was too late ; for when Peterkin was on a limb 
just above Jip he sprang and landed on Jip's neck. He 
began biting and scratching with more fury than be- 
fore. Jip ran round and round, but Peterkin stuck 
fast. He was finally shaken off. Jip had already had 
enough. He put his tail between his legs, and slunk 
off to his master. 

When Madeline and Peterkin went on their way, 
they left two sorry figures behind them. 

Now, whenever Jip and Peterkin meet, Jip, with 
drooping head and tail between his legs, takes the other 
side of the road, recognizing his victor. 



THE VICTOR 

BY CLARKE ALLEN (aGE 1 5) 

{Silver Badge) 

Perhaps the most superstitious and detrimental belief 
of the Middle Ages was the idea that the earth was flat 
and that strange monsters would swallow up any one 
who sailed far out to sea. So terrifying was this belief 
that no one would venture over a few hundred miles 
from shore. 

So when Christopher Columbus, a disciple of a new 
learning, proclaimed that the earth was round, he was 
received with scorn. "What !" said everybody, in 
derision, "the earth round ! Who ever heard of such 
an absurd thing ! Reach India by sailing westward ! 
Humph ! he will fall off into the infernal Yegions in- 
stead." Nobody would listen to him. Nowhere could 
he get aid. Thus we see what difficulties he had to 



contend with. 
Nevertheless, 



Columbus, 



being of an unconquerable 
spirit, persisted. He 
would not give up. At 
last, after many weary 
years of vain effort, he 
gained credence, and in 
August, 1492, set out 
from Spain. 

But the struggle was 
not yet over. After being 
out of sight of land for 
weeks, the sailors grew 
afraid. "Let us stop this 
fool Columbus," they said 
to themselves, "or we 
shall never see home 
again." But Columbus 
resolutely refused to turn 
back. No one knows what 
powerful arguments he 
used ; sufficient to say, 
they kept on. 

They kept on until, as 
Columbus was silently 
pacing the deck on the 
morning of October 12, 
1492, from the lookout came Triana's thrilling cry, 
"Land ho !" and Columbus had at last triumphed. He 
was indeed victor — victor over the narrow superstitions 
of a dark age, victor over idle beliefs and foolish 
theories, victor over all adversity and trial. Surely 
Columbus might have said, "I have overcome the world." 




'a Ql'IET TIME. liY \ lHGIiNIA 
A. STEVENS, AGE I7. 
(SILVER BADGE ) 



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WHAT WAITS BEYOND? 
(To Lord Kitchener) 

BY BEATRICE CALDWELL (aGE I4) 

{Honor Member) 
Thy work is done ! A noble rest 

Be thine, within thy mighty grave, 
By all the winds of heaven blest, 

Since, born to love, you lived to save. 

Half mast, across the gathering deep. 
Low, low Britannia's ensign swings ; 

We mourn for thee, beloved son. 
Born of a thousand years of kings. 

Denied to build a sheltering dome, 

We cry across the sea in vain : 
"What waits beyond for such as thou 

When friend and foe shall meet again?" 

Thou answerest not ; still let us know 
That He who loveth, worketh best, 

For stars eternal vigil keep 

Above the storms that rock thy rest. 




C^■ CHANDLER OSlicKN, AiJC 15- \:\' J I'. ^ .1-. ITE ROVER, AGE I4. 

(SILVER liADGE.) 




liV OSGOOD V. TRACV, AGE I4. 1!V MARGARET IRISH, AGE 12. 

(silver BADGE.) 

"MY 



THE VICTOR 

BY LYDA LANGFORD (aGE 1 3) 

{Silver Badge) 
In the days following the battle of Crecy, Edward III, 
King of England, laid siege to Calais, the main French 
port on the English Channel. His soldiers surrounded 
the city and proceeded to starve the inhabitants into 
submission. 

A year passed, and finally the people of Calais sued 
for peace. In reply, the English king demanded the 
unconditional surrender of the city and six of its lead- 
ing men as hostages. 

When these terms became known to the French peo- 
ple, Eustace de St. Pierre, the leading merchant of 
Calais, promptly offered himself as first of the six. Five 
others, Calais's most prominent citizens, followed his 
example. 

Next day the hostages, dressed in sackcloth, with 
ropes about their necks, and bearing the keys of the city, 
were led into the presence of the English king. His 
wife. Queen Philippa, was seated by his side. The men 
of Calais begged for mercy, but the stern monarch re- 
plied by ordering their immediate execution. At this, 
Philippa fell upon her knees and asked that their lives 




HV MARJORY WELD, AGE 12. BY ELEANOR HILLVER, AGE 12 

(SILVER BADGE. ) 




BV LOUISE RICHARDSON, BY LUCY POMEROV, AGE 16. 

. AGE 13. (HONOR ME.MBER.) 



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might be spared. At first King Edward refused. Again 
she implored him to be merciful. He strove to make 
her rise and abandon her purpose ; but she would not 
yield. Finally the king relented and gave the prison- 
ers into her charge. Thus being successful, the queen 
fed, clothed, and returned them to the people of Calais, 
free and unharmed. 

THE VICTOR 

BY CAROLINE J. STANTON (aGI; Ii) 

On my tenth birthday a neighbor of ours gave me a 
young bear cub for a birthday gift. Black Ben, my cub, 
grew in intelligence as well as in size. As soon as he 
was old enough I taught him all kinds of tricks, even 
to climbing trees and shaking down nuts. 

One autumn day while we were thus engaged he 
suddenly gave a low, but ferocious, growl. Looking up, 
I saw not a dozen yards away a dog that had no good 
reputation. He was standing with wrinkled lips and 
bristled back Ben quickly jumped from the low 
branches of the tree he was in. 

When the dog caught my eye he lunged forward, but 
was stopped by Ben, who jumped in front of me. There 
followed a short, fierce tussle in which Ben was some- 
what scratched, but which ended with a series of ki-yi's 
from the dog, who left the field to the victor. 



THE VICTOR 

BY HELEN I. PALMER (aGE 1 6) 

(Honor Member) 
Christmas Eve — and Peace, the Victor, reigned su- 
preme over the great European battle-field ! In the 
long trenches on both sides of the river the tired 
soldiers slept, or sat in little groups conversing in low 
tones, and now and then some one would point again to 
the great white star shining in the east. 

Arms were laid 
aside, forgotten 
was the bitter ha- 
tred which had 
burned in their 
hearts the day be- 
fore, and no rat- 
tling musketry or 
screaming shell dis- 
turbed the peace- 
ful silence of the 
night. 

In one place a 
young Englishman 
sat in a circle of 
firelight with an 
open Bible on his 
knee. Around him 
were gathered the 
men of his com- 
pany ; fierce, rough 
fighters they were, 
but their bronzed 
faces were soft- 
ened by tears as 
they listened eag- 
erly to the story of 

the first Christmas. And back behind the German lines 
a band of tall Uhlans stood, grouped, in reverent awe 
around the uncurtained window of a tiny cottage. A 
low fire burned on the hearth, and by its light they saw 
in a rough cradle filled with straw a beautiful child 
sleeping sweetly, watched over by his aged grandmother. 




A yllKI TI.MK. UY H'CIE C. HOLT 
AGE 17. (HONOK MEaUiEH.) 



Then suddenly, far to the southward, a sound arose 
and floated out across the fields. All along the lines 
men sprang to their feet and stood, with uncovered 
heads, listening, as to the singing of a heavenly host. 
Nearer it came, and louder, rolling onward like a 
mighty wave, ever gaining in majesty and power as 
regiment after regiment took it up, each in its own 
tongue, but all with the same words ; and a deep prayer 
rose on the wings of song from every loyal heart, each 
longing for home and rest : 

"Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, 
good-will toward men !" 

JUST BEYOND 

BY PHILIP LEE RALPH (aGE Ii) 

{Silver Badge) 
A BOY set out with bait and line 
To catch a fish for dinner : 
"One like a whale would be quite fine — 
E'en one a little thinner." 

Thus thought the boy as nearer he 

Approached his destination, — 
Which was the lake, — and by a tree 

He quickly took his station. 

He fixed his line, then gave a throw. 

And waited operations ; 
He hooked a fish as big as though 

He 'd swallowed his relations. 

He took his fish and found a cat, 
And thought that he would tease it. 

He put the fish near where it sat. 
But would not let him seize it. 

The old cat made his back a hump. 

His rage grew hot and hotter ; 
When then the fish gave one big jump 

And landed in the water! 

The boy was scared and made a dash, 
Now muttering, "Confound him !" 

He reached the water with a splash — 
But the fish was just beyond him ! 

THE ROLL OF HONOR 

A list of those whose work would have been used- had space 
permitted. 



PROSE 

Margaret Flower 
H. Wliiting 
l''inette Kelty 
Hope Dorman 
lona George 
Amy n. Egbert 
l';ilen W. Page 
Marguerite Dunkak 
TIele.i Craig 
Katharine E. 

Sheldon 
Elizabeth Gray 
Jessie Hughes 
Betty Sargent 
Mary H. Downing 
Constance Sawyer 
Norman Ash 
Carol Crowe 
Emanuel Schrader 
Kathryn Le B. 

Drury 
ICllen Ballinger 
Elower Sussman 
Muriel Bodkin 
John G. Eliut 



Carolyn Russell 
Dahne B. Martin 
Vera Stanton 
June Davidson 
Mary M. Kern 
Josephine \V. Focht 
Barbara Farnliani 
^Margaret Page 
Josepliine K. 

McEntee 
Hester Meigs 
Thompson S. Dewey 
Evelyn Fenlon 
Jack Tiernan 
Silvia Wiinderlich 
Helen A. Koch 
.'\urelia Hall 
Edward Overberg 
Hannali Ratisher 
.Sylvia M. Kurson 
Alex Loningen 
Gertrude 

Hamburger 
Mildred A. B. 

Eicker 
Maybelle 

Garlick, Jr. 



Emma Jones 
Lucy L. Thorn 
Katherine Gauss 
Ruby E. Merrill 
Leonore R. Gidding 
Marian 

Cowperthwait 
Marian D. Smith 
Louise 

Pap]>enheimer 
Lois A. 

Ringgenl)erg 
Elizabeth Meyer 
Katharine C. 

Knowlton 
Beatrice E. Wright 
Virginia Tate 
Julia MacRae 
Marjorie Robinson 
Katliarine Thorne 
Mildred Donaldson 
Elizabeth Blair 
Alice Winchester 
Billy Carman 
Dorothy Greenhalgh 
Fannie R. 

Liclitenstein 



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Dorothea K. Smith 
Helen P. Lewis 
\Villiam Wilson 
Cathleen Loughlin 
Janet Scott 
kuth Gardner 
Edmund K. Graves 
JIarion 

Reissenweber 
Beatrice H. 

Lowenthal 
Frances M. 

Ullmann 



Elaine N. Le Claire 
Margaret H. Pond 
Katli^rine Stewart 
Mariel S. Fleck 
Madeline Smith 
Margaret Foldcs 
Marjorie Bailey 
\'irginia Daire 
James E. Marcus 

DRAWINGS 
Hester E. Merwin 



Lempi Hammary 
Caroline M. Smith 
Mary W. Greene 
Catherine Barton 
Margaret 

Sutherland 
Phyllis H. 

Campau 
Martha W. Bigelow 
Elsy Farnham 
Eunice Goebel 
Chester E. Bartruff 
Helene A. Flitz 




A HEADING FuR MAY. hV ANSLEY NEWMAN, A(;E 16. 



VERSE 

Mary Chandler 
Juana Allraum 
Pearl Robertson 
John T. Curtis 
Mary H. Howland 
Elizabeth Upham 
Elizabeth L. 

Hartman 
Eugenia Borofs 
Elizabeth Abell 
Edith Fletcher 
Harriet S. Bailey 
Jean Harper 
Ruth M. Cole 
Catherine 

Parmenter 
Alice G. Jones 
Juliet A. Rice 
Alice C. Griggs 
Elease Weinss 
Violet S. Crosby 
Mary Stanford 
Helen Waid 
Elizabeth Carmalt 
Katherine C. 

Snyder 
Mary S. Benson 
Betty H. Carnahan 
Samuel Minkovvitz 
Frances C. Hamp 
Constance Harvey 
Constance V. 

De Pinna 
Mabelle H. Emory 
Helen D. Smith 
Leila Karagheusian 
Phyllis M. Myers 
Roberta Searle 
Lois D. Foley 
Eleanor G. Parker 
Margaret B. 

Mackay 
Sarah P. Thompson 
Genevieve E. 

Freeman 
Katherine E. Yager 
Dorothy Seymour 
Margaret Cobb 
George Regner 
Dorothy Walsh 
Lucia Elmer 
Margaret 

Mackprang 
Dorothea E. 

Fosdick 
Helen Sargent 
Inez Russell 
Oscar Kaplan 
Helen Ames 
Alfred T. \'ogel 
Helen F. Corson 



F'rances Hill 
Grace F. Ilolcomb 
Emily P. Bethel 
Lester Rubin 
Phijlis M. 

Kirkpatrick 
Sarah L. Holcomb 
Bert \orthey 
Amy H. Medary 
Helen A. Johnson 
Eleanor L. Roberts 
Grace B. Cuyler 
Jean P. Robertson 
Xeil Trousdale 
Roger N. Plum 
Barbara Farr 
Frances H Lenz 



PHOTOGRAPHS 

Lillian W. Conn 
Frances L. Parker 
Lois Long 
Margaret Hazzard 
Haskell Crocker 
Dorothy ]J. Hayner 
Harold Radtke 
Janet McCord 
Stanley Stillman 
Florence E. 

Schweizer 
Marjorie Dick 
Edith Pentz 
Elizabeth M. Essick 
Donald i\IcDougal 




"kei'ose." bv gwendolvn 
dorey age 14. 
(silver badge.) 



Samuel Cherry 
Charlotte Becker 
Caroline Chew 
Alice Sniffen 
Ruth Jenner 
Esther Hill 
Elizabeth V. 

Freeland 
Elizabeth F. 

Ferguson 
Harry Weinert 
Dorothy 

Heironimus 
Louise Sanford 
Gladys D. Crabtree 
Mary D. K. Field 
Agnes Packard 
Elise Ward 
Marjorie 

Wintermute 



Mary E. Dyer 
Elizabeth B. Loring 
Richard A. Cutter 
Eleanor Pavenstedt 
George D. Gammon 
Marian Miller 
Clement B. Cobb 
Ruth Spafford 
Samuel 

Fortenbaugh 
Ella G. Peticolas 
Louise Tuck 
Helen MacKenzie 
Margaret H. 

Manning 
Lillian Sauer 
Marguerite L. 

i\ndersen 
Anita Meyer 
Chauncy Raycroft 



PUZZLES 

Angela M. Smith 
Mary Jasner 
May McDonough 
Nancy Hough 
Alexandra Dalziel 
Flora Schmidt 
Hollis S. French 
Marion Kendrick 



Eleanor Ran 
Rebecca T. 

Farnham 
Mona Wolff 
Barbara Alexander 
Margaret Bliss 
Helen M. Knubel 
Anker Winther 
Kathryn A. Lyon 
Heyltje Stewart 



Emily Pendleton 
Harriet Dow 
John Hough 
Alice Sargent 
Anna M. Brooks 
W. II. Sandt, Jr. 
Frederica Pisek 
Judy Holmes 
Elizabeth Voorhis 
Mabel P. Gilman 



PRIZE COMPETITION No. 211 

The St. Nichoi,.-\.s Leaciue awards gold and silver badges 
each month for the best original poems, stories, drawings, 
photographs, puzzles, and puzzle answers. Also, occasion- 
ally, cash prizes to Honor Alembers, when the contribution 
printed is of unusual merit. 

Competition No. 211 will close May 24 (for for- 
eign members May 30). Prize announcements will 
be made and the selected contributions published in Sr. 
Nicholas for September. Badges sent one month later. 

Verse. To contain not more than twenty-four lines. 
Subject, "Where Ripples Run." 

Prose. Essay or story of not more than three hundred 
words. .Subject, "Chums." 

Photograph. Any size, mounted or unmounted ; no blue- 
prints or negatives. Subject, " In City Streets or Country 
Lanes. " 

Drawing. India ink, very black writing-ink, or wash. 
Subject, "Before the Mirror," or a Heading for Septem- 
ber. 

Puzzle. Any sort, but must be accompanied by the 
answer in full, and must be indorsed. 

Puzzle Answers. Best, neatest, and most complete set 
of answers to puzzles in this issue of Sr. Nicholas. 
Must be indorsed and must be addressed as explained on 
the first page of The Riddle-bo.x. 

Wild Creature Photography. To encourage the pur- 
suing of game with a camera mstead of with a gun. The 
prizes in the " Wild Creature Photography" competition 
shall be in four classes, as follows: J'rizc-. Class A, a gold 
badge and three dollars. Prize, Class B, a gold badge 
and one dollar. Prize, Class C, a gold badge. Prize, 
Class D, a silver badge. But prize-winners in this com- 
]ietition (as in all the other competitions) will not receive a 
second gold or silver badge. Photographs must not be 
of "protected" game, as in zoological gardens or game 
reservations. Contributors must state in a /e'w words where 
and under what circumstances the photograph was taken. 

No unused contribution can be returned unless it is 
accompanied by a self-addressed and stamped envelop of the 
proper size to hold the manuscript, drawing, or photograph. 

RULES 

A.N'Y reader of S r. Nicholas, whether a subscriber or not, 
is entitled to League membership, and a League badge and 
leaflet, which will be sent free. No League member who 
has reached the age of eighteen years may compete. 

Every contribution, of whatever kind, must bear the 
name, age, and address of the sender, and be indorsed as 
"original" by parent, teacher, or guardian, 'tvho must be 
convinced beyond doubt — and must state in writing — that 
the contribution is not copied, but wholly the work and idea 
of the sender. If prose, the number of words should also 
be added. These notes must not be on a separate sheet, 
but on the contribution itself — if manuscript, on the upper 
margin ; if a picture, on the margin, or back. Write or 
draw on orie side of the paper only. A contributor may send 
but one contribution a month — not one of each kind, but 
one only; this, however, does not include the " advertising 
competition" (see advertising pages) or ".Answers to 
Puzzles." Address: The St. Nicholas League, 

353 Fourth Avenue, New York. 



THE LETTER-BOX 



We hope no reader of St. Nicholas, young or old, will 
lose a word of Miss Parkman's inspiring article in this 
number, entitled "Herbert C. Hoover : a Citizen of the 
World." It will bring to many of our own nation their 
first authentic knowledge of the vast result achieved by 
Mr. Hoover's unselfish devotion and unsurpassed or- 
ganizing powers in managing the work of the American 
Commission for Relief in Belgium. Every incident in 
the life of this master of men is of exceptional interest ; 
but the task he set himself in directing and supervising 
the feeding of a whole nation of eight or ten million 
people was one that might fairly stagger the imagina- 
tion. How Mr. Hoover and his Commission accom- 
plished it, to their everlasting glory and that of the 
American people, is fully recorded in Miss Parkman's 
sketch. 

In view of the changes following this country's entry 
in the war, moreover, the Belgian sufferers will be more 
than ever in need of any help that other lands — and 
especially America — can render. At the data of this 
writing, Mr. Hoover is as actively interested in the 
work as ever — though the actual administration of its 
details in Belgium has had to be transferred to earnest 
helpers from the Netherlands. He and his fellow- 
workers of the Commission are still urgently asking 
that the United States shall do its utmost to help the 
noble project thus far so wonderfully carried on. 

We therefore gladly add to Miss Parkman's article 
this word of earnest appeal to all our readers. The 
record of Mr. Hoover's life presented to you in this 
number of St. Nicholas is a convincing proof that he 
is indeed a "hero of to-day" of whom America may well 
be proud. What Ambassador Page said of him in Lon- 
don, "If any man can save Belgium, he can," still re- 
mains true. You can show how proud you are of being 
an American and having such a noble man represent 
your country by helping Mr. Hoover give an extra 
noonday meal to 1,250,000 Belgian children. It costs a 
dollar a month for each child, and subscriptions should 
be sent to The Commission for Relief in Belgium, 120 
Broadway, New York City. 

Marietta, O. 

Dear St. Nicholas: I thought I would write and tell 
you of our life in New Orleans. Four years ago my 
father, who is an army engineer, was ordered there. 
During our stay we took many interesting trips down to 
the passes and through many of the bayous. It takes us 
two days to go and come back from the passes. As 
there is no railway, we always went on the Govern- 
ment's steam-yacht Tonty, named after the Tonty who 
worked under La Salle. Last fall, right after the great 
hurricane had swept through that part of Louisiana, we 
went down, and the devastation was awful to see. 

The oysters down there are supposed to be better than 
the Chesapeake Bay ones. We could get them for sev- 
enty-five cents a bag, with the shells on. There are at 
least half a dozen dredges employed by the Government 



down there They have ever so many compartments in 
which to put the mud until they dump it out at sea 

The bayous are not deep, but are overhung with oaks, 
full of the beavitiful Spanish moss. They are filling the 
land up there, so that it can be used for cultivation. It 
is called the reclaimed land. The locks at Plaquemine 
are almost as big as the Panama ones. 

Sincerely, Katherine L. Schulz (age 13). 



Jenkintown, Pa. 
Dear St. Nicholas : I have enjoyed reading St. Nich- 
olas very much. I have read many other children's 
magazines, but I like St. Nicholas best of all. It costs 
a little more, but it is worth every cent you pay for it. 
My mother often says, when I have nothing to do, "Why 
don't you read St. Nicholas? It would keep you busy 
for a couple of hours." I think Mother is right about 
this, because St. Nicholas is very nice. My father 
told me that if I liked it so much, I could subscribe. 
Your new reader, Frederick Fueller. 



Chaoyang, China. 
Dear St. Nicholas : I thought I would write and tell 
you how the Chinese around here plant their rice and 
reap it. The Chinese seem very backward compared 
with us Americans. They use oxen to plow their fields 
and sickles to cut their rice; but there is no room in 
their small fields for a threshing-machine. The small 
fields contain a square rod or two ; scarcely any contain 
one acre. 

First, the unhulled rice is soaked in water until it 
begins to sprout. It is then scattered over twenty or more 
square feet of wet ground, and left there until it is six 
or eight inches tall. Then it is transplanted into a larger 
field. This is how they do it : 

First, the field must be plowed. The faithful ox is 
hitched to a strange-looking plow. Just before, or just 
after, the plowing the field must be flooded with water. 
After the plowing and flooding are done the field is har- 
rowed to pull out the roots and grasses and break the 
clods apart. The harrow looks like a steel rake, only 
about three times as long. It has one row of teeth. 

After the ground has been all smoothed and flooded, 
fertilizer is put on. Then the rice plants are brought. 
Men, girls, and boys help plant the rice in hills, allow- 
ing four or five plants to a hill. The hills are about six 
inches apart each way. 

Sometimes there is no rain for a long time, and the 
rice all dries up. Last year a great deal of rice dried up. 

When the rice is a foot or more high, little bits of 
tobacco are put by the roots. This is to kill a worm 
that eats the heart out of the rice plants. Water is kept 
on it all the time until just before cutting, when it is 
drawn off. 

The rice is cut with sickles about six inches long. It 
is cut hill by hill, and when three or four hills have been 
cut, the rice is laid aside for the next step, which is to 
thresh it. A wooden tub three feet deep and three or 
more feet across is used for the grain. It has a bamboo 
mat across two thirds of the top, to keep the grain from 
falling out. A small ladder is put in the open part of 
the tub, and the rice is picked up and beaten against the 
ladder, which throws the grain into the tub. The tub is 
drawn from place to place by a rope fastened to one 
side. The straw is dried and used for fuel and fodder. 

I like to read your stories very much. 

From an interested reader, 

Katherine Groesbeck (age 11). 



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THE RIDDLE BOX 

ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN THE APRIL NUMBER 

Zigzag. April Fool's Day. Cross-words: i. Alike. 2. Sprig. 3. 
Dared. 4. Peril. 5. Carol. 6. Drift 7. Crown. 8. Horse. 9- 
Llnen. 10. Essay. 11. Bodes. 12. Ideal. 13. Merry. 

Connected Sqo.^kes. I. i. Trade 2. River. 3. Avena. 4. 
Dents. 5. Erase. IL i. Alert. 2. Lever. 3. Evade. 4. Redan. 
5. Trend. III. i. Raven. 2. Adore. 3. Votes. 4. Erect 5. Nests. 

IV. I. Edict. 2. Diner. 3. Inane. 4. Cents. 5. Tress. V. i. 
Divan. 2. Image. 3. Value. 4. Agued. 5 Needy. VI. i. Adapt. 

2. Diver. 3. Avena. 4. Penny. 5 Trays. VII. i. Stain. 2. 
Terse. 3. Arils. 4. Islet. 5. Nests. VIII. i. Yield. 2. Inlay. 

3. Elate. 4. Later. 5. Dyers. 

NiMERic.AL Enigm.^. "Stand your ground. Don't fire unless fired 
upon, but if they mean to have a war, let it begin here." Captain 
John Parker, at Lexington, April 19, 1775. 

Novel Acrostic. Initials, Shakespeare; fourth row, Portia, 

Romeo. Cross-words: i. Surprise. 2. Heroines. 3 Adorable. 4. 

Kestrels. 5. Ellipsis. 6. Scrapers. 7. Padrones. 8. Embolden. 
9. Aliments. 10. Reserves. 11. Embodies. 

Pictured Names. t. Abbott (Jacob). 2. Harte (Francis Bret). 
3. Hay (John). 4 Holmes (Oliver Wendell). 5. Motley (John 
Lothrop). 6. Taylor (Bayard). 7. Mark Twain. 8. Longfellow 
(Henry Wadsworth). 9 Lowell (James Russell). 

Solvers wishing to compete for prizes must give answers m full, following the plan of the above-printed answers to puzzles. 

To OUR Puzzlers: Answers to be acknowledged in the magazine must be received not later than the 24th of each month, and should be 
addressed to St. Nicholas Riddle-box, care of The Century Co., 353 Fourth Avenue, New York City. 

Answers to all the Puzzi.es in the February Number were received before February 24 from Barbara Beardsley — Katharine Howard 
White— E. F. C Florence S. Carter— M. W. J. 

Answers to Puzzles IN THE Febru.arv Numfiei; were received before February 24 from Orrin G. Judd, 10 — Florence Helwig, 10 — Thomas 
O. Carlson, 10 — Dorothy Nixon, 10 — Helen H Mclver, 10 — Elizabeth Lee Young, 10 — "Allil and Adi," 10 — Sara Monro MacCloske, 10 — St. 
Gabriel's Chapter, 9 — Mary \V. Parker, 9 — Alice Poulin, g — Helen Stern, 9 — Ste. Anna's Ciirls, 9 — Helen Fairbanks, 9 — Anna Southard 
Larner, 9 — Helen Adda Vance, 8— Enid Bliss, 8 — Gordon Paterson. 7 — Helen Schryver, 7 — Betty Reed, 6 — Elisabeth P. Hobbs, 6 — Whitney 
Ashbridge, 6 — John Hough, 5 — Adele S. Weiler, 5 — Philip Tapperman, 4 — Mabel Wilbrandt, 3 — Gwenfread E. Allen, 2 — Margaret Foote, 
2 — Margaret B. Lee. 2 — Dorothy Thompson, 2 — George N. Spear, 2 — Mildred Lull, 2 — Rence J. Fulton, 2 — D. Hunting, 1 — E. .Stamps, i — 
M. Applebaum, i — D. Stieff, i — M. Stoutenburgh, i — M. Wilson, i — F. McKean, i— J. Johnston, 1 — K.. Thnrne, i — Si. Nottingham, i — 

V. Hodge, I — H. Bingham, i — I. Sproull, i— D. Graves, i — M. McKinstry, i — E, Tachudi, i — M. Davis, 1 — .M. Page, i — C. Peck, 1 — 
M. Kimball, i— V. Siegman, i— L. Stevens, i— -A. H. Barnard, i— S B. Cleveland, i—D. Albeck, 1 -R. Davis, i— C. Beall, i— E. S. 
Greer, i. 

ARITHMETICAL, PUZZLE 

A LITTLE girl was asked how old her cat was. She an- 
swered, "Pussy is now two fifths of my age ; two years 
from now she will be one half of my age, and two years 
ago she was one fourth of my age." How old was the 
child and how old was her cat? 

FLORENCE NOBLE (age ii), Hotior Member. 

NOVEL DOUBLE ACROSTIC 

(Silver Badge, St. Nicholas League Competition) 
When the following words have been rightly guessed 
and written one below another, the primals will spell 
the name of a famous author, and another row of let- 
ters will spell the name of one of his books. 

Cross-words : i. A sorceress. 2. Toward the stern 
of a ship. 3. Foolish. 4. Observes. 5. To sally forth. 

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Connected Squares and Diamonds. Jane Eyre. I. i. R. 2. 
Far. 3. Rajah. 4. Ray. 5. H. II. i. Heats. 2. Elbow. 3. Abate. 
4. Total. 5. Swell. III. i. L. 2. Hue. 3. Lunge. 4. Egg. 5. E. 
IV. 1. Shame. 2. Haven. 3. Avert. 4. Merle. 5. Enter. V. 
I. N. 2. Via. 3. Niece. 4. Ace. 5. E. VI. i. Large. 2 Atoll. 

3. Royal. 4. (3lare. 5. Ellen. VII. i. R. 2. Rub. 3. Rural. 

4. Ban. 5. L. VI II. i. Attar. 2. Terse. 3. Tress. 4. Asset. 

5. Rests. 

Charade. Pew-pills; pupils. 

Geographical Dugonal. Manchester. Cross-words: i. Mar- 
tinique. 2. Valparaiso. 3. Montenegro. 4. Mercedario. 5. Bing- 
hamton. 6. Corrientes. 7. Madagascar. 8. Washington. 9. Monte- 
video. 10. Montpelier. 

Cross-word Enigma. Nero. 

Rebus. 1. V-o-m in g, Wyoming. 2 Ten-s-e, Tennessee. 

3. O-high O, Ohio. 4. M on t an a, Montana. 

A Diamond of Dia.monds. I. i. E. 2. Ale. 3. Eland. 4. End 

5. D. II. I. E 2. Ace. 3. Ectad. 4. Eat. 5, D. III. i. D. 

2 Doe. 3. Donee. 4. Eel. 5. E. IV. i. D. 2. The. 3. Dhole. 

4. Ell. 5 E. 



6. A knot. 7. Barbed spears. 8. A vagabond. 9. An 
animal. 10. Courage, it. Senseless. 12. A metal pin 
13. Aspects. 14. A small bay. 15. A relative. i6. A 
canyon. , , 

■' E.\RL KRIBBEN (age I3). 

ZIGZAG 

All the words described contain the same number of 
letters. When rightly guessed and written one below 
another, the zigzag (beginning at the upper, left-hand 
letter and ending with the lower, left-hand letter) will 
spell a famous battle. 

Cross-words : i. To depart. 2. A wild animal. 3. 
Confused. 4. A bear. 5. A color. 6. To form by heat- 
ing and hammering. 7. Supple. 8. Unusual. 9. 
Observes. nils Fleming (age 11), League Member. 



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THE RIDDLE-BOX 



PRIMAL ACROSTIC 

Alt, the words described contain the same number of 
letters. When rightly guessed and written one below 
another, the initials will spell the surname of a poet 
who was born in May, 1812. 

Cross-words : i. A stiletto. 2. A dried grape. 3. A 
severe trial or test. 4. A season. 5. A tree found in 
the Molucca Islands. 6. What Australia is. 7. Quick 
in motion. 8. To tattle. 

CAROLINE GRAVES (age 13), League Member. 




In this puzzle the words are pictured instead of de- 
scribed. When the six objects shown have been rightly 
guessed and written one below another, the diagonal, 
from the upper left-hand letter to the lower right-hand 
letter, will spell the surname of a famous general of 
the Revolutionary War. He was born in May, 1742. 

MIXliD WORD-S(JUARE 

AAEEEEEBDHNNOTTT 

Rearrange the above sixteen letters into four words 
that will form a word-square. 

CONSTANCE MURRAY ("age 14), Lcaguc Member. 

ENDLESS CHAIN 

All the words described contain the same number of 
letters. To form the second word, take the last two or 
three letters from the first word ; to form the third 
word, take the last two or three letters from the second, 
and so on. 

I. Upright. 2. Outer. 3. To fill with anxiety. 4. A 
defensive covering. 5. An abalone. 6. The European 
blackbird. 7. A small, monkey-like animal. 8. Pertain- 
ing to a wall. 9. To permit, 10. To let down. 11. 
Went astray. 12. A projection in a wall. 13. A corner. 



14. To glitter. 15. To go at an easy gait. 16. To dim. 
17. A missile. 18. Part of a spur. 19. To appoint by 
vote. 20. Toward the outside. 21. To concede. 22. 
An ecclesiastical head-covering. 23. One of the Muses. 
24. To make reparation, 25. An African. 26. A group 
of trees. 27. A Roman goddess. 28. To look fixedly. 
29. To make over. 30. A stair-post. 31. Senior. The 
last two letters of this word are the same as the first 
two letters of the first word. 

DUNCAN SCARBOROUGH (age 1 7), Hoiior Member. 

CHANGED HEADS 

Example : I am a sound. Change my head and I be- 
come, in turn, a hard substance, solitary, the fruit of 
the pine, and to sharpen. Answer, Tone, bone, lone, 
cone, hone. 

I. I am a company. Change my head and I become, 
in turn, ground, particles of stone, part of the body, 
and a rod. 

II. I am an animal. Change my head and I become, 
in turn, cherished, apprehension, trappings, heed, ad- 
jacent, a fruit, to raise, withered, to assume, a period 
of time. 

III. I am a useful implement. Change my head and 
I become, in turn, to dry, a sweet substance, a fraud, 
a body of water, a fish, to form, and to rouse. 

IV. I am money. Change my head and I become, in 
turn, venturesome, reserved, to double, tricked, to pos- 
sess, and related. 

V. I am the fruit of a certain tree. Change my 
head and I become, in turn, a belt, a hard substance, 
finished, sound, not any, departed, solitary. 

KATHRYN ANNETTE LYON (age 13), League Member. 

KING'S MOVE PUZZLE 

{Gold Badge. Silve7' Badge iuo7i September, tqi 1 ) 





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Begin at a certain square and move to an adjoining 
square (as in the king's move in chess), until each 
square has been entered once. When the moves have 
been rightly made, the names of seven important char- 
acters in a great tragedy may be spelled out. The path 
from one letter to another is continuous. 

Alan West (age 15), 



THE DE VINNE PRESS, NEW YORK. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




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Closer than your best friend is the Ansco Vest-PocKet No. 1, 
for it stays with you always — in your pocket. No interesting 
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The Ansco V-P No. 1 is the smallest and lightest camera 
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Go to the Ansco dealer and ask for a demon- 
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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




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the minute you buy and equip your 
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35 




T Tie lig ht that says 

^ere it is! 



when the fuse blows 
and all lights go out 



■ll 

— when all other lights fail 

TO RM -TOSSED and battered, helpless 

in a raging sea, the crew unable to launch 
a boat — such was the plight of the freighter, 
Pio TX, on the night of December 5, 1916. 

And here might come the tragic end of this story, but for Antonio 
Oliver, one of the crew. He remembered the EvereaJy DAYLO * 
in his bunk; strapped it to his wrist and with ten of his comrades 
went overboard, clinging desperately to a ship's raft. 



Gleaming like a lone star, the light from Oliver's Eueready DAYLO* 
attracted the attention of the S. S. Buenos Aires. After several fail- 
. ures a boat was launched and help sent to the exhausted crew. Thus 
were the lives of eleven men saved by the light that did not fail — 
Evereaiiy DAYLO.* 

There are times in everyone's life when a dependable pocket light is 
invaluable. Get your Eveready DAYLO * today. Prices from 75 
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Don't ask for a "flashlight"— get an Eveready DAYLO 



when the car stalls on 
a dark road and the 
trouble must be lo- 
cated 

when uncanny scratch- 
ing in an unused room 
awakes you 

when someone rings 
your door-bell in the 
middle of the night 

when a storm breaks at 
2 A. M. and the win- 
dows must be closed 

when it's too dark to 
see your way from the 
house to the garage 

when a strange noise 
in the bushes near the 
porch alarms you 

when the baby cries in 
the night 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




A Short Composition About 

"A Clean Tooth Never Decays" 



This Boy and 
His Sister 

are talking about the prize 
competition on the subject 
of "A Clean Tooth Never 
Decays." Billy looks as if 
he knew by experience 
that this is a true saying. 
Probably his sister does, 
but she doesn't happen to 
be smiling in the picture. 

Anyway they both ex- 
pect to win a prize, and 
they are writing the com- 
positions they expect to 
send in before time is up 
on June 10th. 

Even if they don't win 
prizes they are sure to get 
some good experience and 
have some good fun. Be- 
sides they will each receive 
a medal for their work, be- 
cause everyone who com- 
petes will be given one. 

If you don't know all 
about this competition 
turn right back to the 
April St. Nicholas, or if 
you haven't one, write the 
Florence Manufacturing 
Co., Florence, Mass., and 
they will send you a copy 
of the "Rules, Regulations 
and Prizes" printed there. 



When a tooth isn't kept clean 
it is pretty sure to decay sooner or 
later. When you eat, little bits of 
food get stuck down between your 
teeth. If left there for several 
hours this food decays, turns bad. 
Then as bits of this bad food are 
mixed with fresh food and swal- 
lowed, it is just the same as swal- 
lowing poison. 

This is one way that uncleaned 
teeth make people sick. 

As these bits of food become 
bad they form an acid that eats its 
way through the outside covering 
— the enamel of your teeth. 

The enamel is the very hard, 
white covering which is put around 
the tooth to protect it. 

It takes decay quite a long time 
to eat a hole in this, but it will 
surely do so if you don't clean 
your teeth every day. 

The next layer, inside of the 
enamel, is known as dentine. 

This is much softer, and when 
decay reaches here it goes through 
quickly. In the very center of the 
tooth is the "nerve" or pulp. This 
is a bunch of nerve fibres that 
come into the tooth through the 
root. When decay reaches this 
part you may be sure of a very 
bad toothache. 

You never need dread going to 
the dentist's, nor have toothache, if 
you keep your teeth clean every 
day and have the little holes filled 



before they can eat through the 
dentine. 

Only teeth that are kept clean 
stay fine and strong and white. 
"A clean tooth never decays." 

Keeping your teeth clean doesn't 
mean just brushing them. You 
can brush your teeth hard and still 
leave most of the food bits around 
and between the teeth un- 
touched. To really clean 
them, you must brush them 
in the right way with the 
right kind of a tooth brush. 
The tooth brush must be 
curved in at the middle so 
as to fit around the teeth. 

Look at the brush pic- 
tured here: The Pro-phy- 
lac-tic Tooth Brush. The 
brush is rounded just like 
the teeth. You can see how 
much easier it would be to 
clean the teeth with it be- 
cause it reaches so many 
more at once. But that is 
not all. If you will look 
closely you will see that the 
edge coming next to the 
teeth is uneven with pointed 
tufts — (But here's end of 
the page; we can't tell you 
more until next month. To 
see how it works, get a Pro- 
phy-lac-tic Tooth Brush at 
your drug store. It comes 
packed in a little ^eZ/ow box, 
all by itself.) 



fVapfiat flcju; 

xi^^^^^i^ Never Decays vs^f^;:;^ ^ 

REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. 

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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




"Neper mind. Uncle, we hape our Raynsters on 



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Look for this label 
on your coat 




THAT'S right, you don't have to mind a httle rain, with a Raynster. 
Very likely "Uncle" has his Raynster on, too. These storm-coats are 
made for everybody — from big six-footers down to little three-footers. They 
just cover you up and keep you high and dry. No more damp clothes which 
bring on colds, then scolds. 

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and run for play days. They give you neat and dressy appearance for Sundays. 

All the family will soon be wearing Raynsters — why don't you be the first.'' 
Tell the folks about these wonderful storm-coats. Raynsters are made for 
boys and girls, men and women; many styles at many prices. 

Remember the name, "Raynster," and see that it is on your storm-coat. 



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57: NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




ADVERTISING COMPETITION NO. 185 



Alexander poked his head inside 
tlie door and said, "'Morning, 
folks. Wliy are you scowling?" 

"We are scowling," we ex- 
plained, "primarily because our 
country needs battle-ships and 
incidentally because we need an 
advertising competition for the 
May issue." 

"Simplest thing in the world to 
remove that scowl," he declared. 
For half an hour the room was as 
quiet as the night before Christ- 
mas. Then all of a sudden there 
arose such a chatter tliat we 
sprang from our desks to see what 
was the matter. Alexander was 
repeating disconnected phrases 
and counting from l to 22, 
"There you are," he exclaimed, 
"All St. Niciioi^as boys and 
girls will now write down in the 
upper left-hand corner of a piece 
of paper their name and age and 
address. Below this they will 
write in a coiumn numbers from 
I to 22. After the niuuijcrs they 
will write the names of the 22 



advertised products from whose 
advertisements in the April St. 
Nicholas I took the 22 clippings 
of which this battle-ship is made. 
In this way our future men and 
women will prove to all the world 
that they possess bright minds, 
persistence, and every quality of 
which good citizens are made." 

"Tliat's fine!" we exclaimed. 
"Every answer we receive will be 
counted as a battle-ship added to 
our navy. And the name of 
every boy and girl who gives the 
22 correct answers will be printed 
in a Roll of Honor in the July 
St. Nicholas. The senders of 
the best decorated correct reports 
will be printed in a High Honor 
Roll." 

We hope every St. Nicholas 
reader will send in a "battle-ship." 
The reports must be received at 
the office of St. Nicholas by 
May 20th. Address your answers' 
Advertising Competition No. 185, 
St. Nicholas Magazine, 353 
Fourth Avenue, New York City. 



REPORT ON ADVERTISING COMPETITION N0.183 

Nearly 400 volunteers sent in their answers to the March Leap Frog Puzzle, 
After a hard battle the judges called the roll and found that there were 266 who 
escaped uninjured, viz., those who found the correct answers. Of this number 
ten were awarded "High Honors" for the most artistically decorated contri- 
butions. Perhaps a word or two will help those on next month's firing-line. 
Stime of the unfortunate volunteers did not watch the advertisements closely. 
For I. W. Lyon & Sons, they wrote '* L \V. Lion'*, for Hodgson, "Hodson" 
and " Hogson," and Mead was written "Meade." Here is the Roll of Gallant 
Survivors. 

HIGH HONORS 

ICathleen Riitter Mildred H. Bedle 

li'^ther C. Paiilsnii l-lizaheth B. Foster 

Aiiralie M. >';itcs Anna Hay 



Hester n. Merwiii 
Jt-^sic ('.. McKeii^ie 
1-rederica Pibck 
Amy 2ii!ich 



Horace II. Adee 
Ruth Ayarneil 
Alysse A)leii 
(iwenfreade Allen 
Grace P. Assersoii 
Charlate Aiibin 
Maritje Ilal)C(.ck 
Morton Bach 
Charlotte Baldwin 
Mary G. Bankert 
l,ois Barr 
Helen Bayley 
Sarah Beach 
Eleanor Benedict 
Betty Bidwell 
Marietta Bitter 
Alice Bonner 
Elizabeth Boyd 
Horace Broinlield 
Doris Bryant 
Eugenia Buchanan 
Virginia Buck 
Louise Burnhani 
Dorothy Burns 
Nancy Carnegie 
Virginia Carpenter 
Gwendolen Carter 
Bettina Calverley 
Helen Clark 
Corinne Chambers 
Katharine Church 
Kouise Clark 
Kt.hcrt Clark 
Kohc-rt B. Clark. I r. 
Aklfu Boyd 
Paul N. Barker 
Charles Bennett 
Emmy Clason 
Prudence K. Contlit 
Ford H. Cooper 
Frances A. Copeland 
Eleanor Cowling 
Dorothy L. CurtibS 



HONORS 

Kathryn Cushnian 
Margaret Cutler 
Philip Dates 
l-'rances \". Da\iLS 
Elizabeth DeN'^e 
Dorothy S. DeW .tt 
Chas. VV. Dingnian 
Helen Doen 
Tottie Dohme 
Ernst E. Drechsel 
Beth English 
Rubt. Epperson. Jr. 
Laura Erf 
Lucille Everson 
John C. Ewing 
Else I'aehnnann 
J. Kay Finemore 
Pnuline Fisher 
Virginia Flather 
Merritt Fleming 
Jean Forthingham 
Anna R. Fowler 
Dorothy Ford 
Marian Frankenfield 
Alfreda P. Fuller 
Rebecca Gallagher 
Fannie Garson 
N. M. Gaskill 
Lindsay K. Gentrj' 
Louise Gilbert 
Virginia Gilson 
Faith H. Goodwin 
Evelyn Greene 
Dorothy E. Green 
Gulia Green 
Lander Greenway 
Margaret Grim 
Ruth Grute 
Florence Gualman 
Hewitt Grotewohl 
Elizabeth B. Hay 
Marion C. Howard 
Margaret C. HowlantI 

(Continued on page 55) 



Eleanor B. Hepburn 
Harriet Hawks 
Carolyn F. Howard 
Edith Hatiield 
Frances Huniphrei' 
Harriet Hubbard 
Martha Hall 
Frances M. Houghton 
Elizabeth Higgms 
Dorothy Houseman 
Ruth Hale 
Helen Hartzell 
Arline Hosking 
I'rsula Hubbard 
Alice Hallworth 
Harry Hoffman 
George Hemingway, Jr. 
Hanette Hmvard 
William Huntley 
Nathaniel F. Havens 
Molly \V. Hicks 
Eleanor Huffman 
Anne Harrington 
Janet Hamilton 
EUenor Inglis 
Leander S. Jadwin 
Dorothy Jones 
Helen Jenkins 
Harriet B. Jenkins 
Marjorie S. janes 
Esther Kenyon 
Mildred Keith 
Cornelia Keith 
Louise Kenner 
F'lorence Knupp 
l-eonard S. Klasse 
Grace Kolby 
Ellen Levering 
Marjorie Lounsbury 
Margaret Long 
Helen Lamport 
Fanny Lister 
Helen Longanecker 



I 



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59 




Her Than Ellphant Hide 

It's Play to Pedal With 
Vitalics On Your Wheel 

More fun, more sparkle 
to bicycling since Vitalics 
rolled into sight. It's 
play to pedal to school or 
work with Vitalics be- 
tween you and the road. 

Thousands of miles of 
untroubled going in 
every tire. Every inch 
of fabric in Vitalic tires is thoroughly impregnated 
with finest rubber. Vitalics won't seep air. The most 
exacting men and boys ride on 



Three Vitalics to choose from. Each a marvel of 
toughness, resiliency, resistance and endurance. 



Vitalic De Luxe is made of the choice 
of the world's best rubber throughout 
its extra-thick tread and tube. Its two- 
ply motorcycle tire fabric is built of 
the strongest cotton thread, triply- 
twisted. Highest quality friction. Dis- 
tinctive V-shaped suction non-skid 
tread. All white. 

Vitalic Cord Racer represents the 
highest type of racing tire, adapted for 



both track and road racing. Purest 
rubber combined with powerful Sea 
Island cotton cord fabric. All white. 
Smooth tread. 

Vitalic Brigadier is a rugged, endur- 
ing performer. Tough, 4-ply Egyptian 
fabric. A great favorite with riders 
who demand long service at a moder- 
ate price. White, heavy-studded tread. 
Extra-heavy inner tube. Gray sides. 



Send for Testing Section 

FREE Vitalic testing sec- 
tion and booklet, "Tougher 
Than Elephant Hide." Be 
sure to give name and address of 
your bicycle tire dealer. 




Vitalic 
Brigadier 



CONTINENTAL RUBBER WORKS, 1924 Liberty Street, Erie, Pa. 



40 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Every Day's a 
Circus Day 

for the boy who rides a 1917 Elec- 
trically Equipped 

Bicycle 

Ridden wherever wheels are popular — and 
that's everywhere this season — by boys who 
believe m getting for their money the most 
dependable construction, highest quality ma- 
terials, greatest strength, finest appearance, 
and month-in-and-month-out service without 
the least bit of trouble. And those things 
hold good in every one of the eleven models 
of the 1917 Indian Bicycle line, for the 
Indian nameplate's on 'em all! 

Indian Motocycle effect throughout — Tank Battery 
Holder; Front Fork with Quadruple Crown and 
Braced Members; Indian Crank Hanger; motorcycle 
type Handlebars; big, comfortable Troxel Saddle; 
Coaster Brake; strong Rear Wheel Stand; Mud 
Guards; large Electric Light with powerful Reflector, 
so necessary in those states where the law requires 
that bicycles be lighted — the finest and most com- 
pletely equipped Bicycle a boy ever owned. 

Built and backed by the makers of the Indian Big 
Twin Powerplus and Light Twin Motocycles and 
Indian Side Car. 

Send for illustrated 1917 Indian 
Bicycle Catalog 

HENDEE MANUFACTURING CO. 
846 State St. Springfield, Mass. 

Largest Motorcycle Manufacturers in the World 



GOOD FUN 




"I EXPECT to go to a camp this summer. What 
articles shall I take with me ?" St, Nicholas 
boys and girls are asking this question so 
frequently that it seems best to print a list 
of What to Take to Camp. What is taken 
and what is left at home depends much upon 
where one goes, so as you read these lists you 
must think of your own circumstances. The 
first rule is, "Take nothing that will not be 
used." 

So many boys and girls will attend organ- 
ized camps in the mountains or along the sea- 
shore that a list of "What to Take" as fur- 
nished by a boys' camp and a girls' camp will 
be interesting. DifTerent camps have different 
lists, but these are typical : 

For Boys 

Two pairs of double, heavy, all-wool blankets 

One rubber blanket (or poncho) 

One Kenwood sleeping-bag cover 

One laundry-bag 

Four bath-towels 

One heavy sweater 

One long-sleeved jersey 

Two sleeveless jerseys 

One pair of gray outing knickerbockers 

Two gray outing shirts 

Two pairs of dark, all-wool stockings 

Summer underwear 

Two pairs of warm pajamas 

One pair of tramping shoes 

Two pairs of heavy, rubber-soled gymnasium shoes 

Rubber hat, or sou'wester 

One soft hat 

One bathing-suit 

One warm bath-robe 

Toilet articles, dentifrice, etc. 

For Girls 

One light dress 

One dark-blue middy-blouse (flannel) 

Six or eight white middy-blouses, with white collars 

Silk neckerchief, or middy tie 

One white skirt 

One warm sweater 

Six pairs of black stockings 

(Coiitimted oil page 42) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



41 




Jit,. 



4 — Dandy New Shoes 
j\6ClS For Fun-Loving Feet 

SHOES have names when the people 
who make them are very proud of 
them- so when this fine new family of 
shoes was ready for us to tell you about 
and ask you to buy them, we gladly gave 
them a nice, jolly name that you can 
easily remember. 

Get Mother or Dad to take you to your shoe 
store and make the pleasant acquaintance of the 
Keds family. 

Keds are comfortable to walk and run in. 
The tops are made of the finest and firmest of 
canvas; the soles are of springy rubber. There 
are real play kinds and good-looking dress-up 
kinds. 



$1.50 

up 

per /Mk 
HATIONAL pair CAMPFIRE 

Keds Keds 




Keds 




There are wonderfully nice kinds for Dad and 
plenty of pretty styles for Mother also. 

United States Rubber G^mpany 

New York 





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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Complete Control in 
Your Pedals 

FOR quick or gradual action — the Corbin 
Duplex ! At any time, in any place — the 
Corbin Duplex ! On street and road, hill and 
dale, wherever and whenever control is re- 
quired, put your trust in the dead sure grip 
of the famous 




DUPLEX COASTER BRAKE 

There is no qualification to this statement. 
The Corbin Duplex has built up its enviable 
reputation and universal popularity on the 
strength of its day-in-day-out dependable 
service. 

You do not want any brake other than the 
best brake on that bicycle of yours and there 
is no need to experiment. The Corbin Duplex 
has shown what it can do and what it has 
shown has been sufficient to convince the 
majority of bicyclists that it is the most satis- 
factory brake on the market. 

"Corbin Control Means Safety Assured" 
For the old or new bicycle specify the Corbin 
Duplex. Sold and equipped by all dealers. 
Catalog on request. 
THE CORBIN SCREW CORPORATION 

The American Hardware Corp., Successor 

214 High Street, 
New Britain, Conn. 

Branches: 
New York Chicago 
Philadelphia 

Makers of 

Corbin-Brown 

Speedometen 




GOOD FUN 



(Cot! tinned from page ^o) 

Flannelette bath-robe 
Raincoat (or slicker) 
Rubber blanket 

One pair colored bed-blankets 
One army-blanket (or steamer-rug") 
Bathing-suit and cap 

Four bath-towels and four hand-towels 

Two pairs of bloomers 

Heav}' sleeping-garments 

Two pairs of tennis-shoes 

One sou'wester hat 

One pair of heavy walking-shoes 

One pair of moccasins 

Woolen stockings 

White duck hat 

Two laundry-bags 

Toilet articles 

Dentifrice, and other toilet preparations 

In many camps imi forms are worn. Find 
out from the director exactly what style of 
uniform or costume is worn and where it may 
be obtained. All articles must be marked. 
Do not take a trunk larger than a steamer- 
trunk. After the necessary things, there fol- 
lows a whole troop of articles which the 
experienced camper would not willingly be 
without. These things add wonderfully to the 
enjoyment of the summer. 

Half the fun of camping is in telling others 
about it. So, of course, you will want a 
fountain-pen, an extra supply of ink, pads, 
paper, and stamps in a book. Your letters 
will be far more interesting and illuminating 
if you have a camera. Then you can really 
picture to those at home all the delights and 
pleasures of your camp. And next winter, 
when the cold blasts howl outside, you can 
enjoy it all in retrospect, recalling the frolics 
and hikes and games and sports as you and 
your friends look at the album of pictures you 
took yourself. Don't forget to take extra 
films. 

A flashlight or electric lantern will be ex- 
tremely useful. Be sure to carry an extra 
battery. 

If you have a mandolin, a banjo, or any 
other easily carried musical instrument your 
companions will be glad you brought it along. 
Be sure to take some books. There are many 
hours when you want to "do nothing," but 
do not want to loaf lazily. Then you will 
wish for a good story or a book on the subject 
that interests you most. 

Of course, there are baseball mitts and sup- 
plies, tennis-rackets and balls, fishing-tackle, 
and all kinds of sporting goods. Some camps 
ask you to bring your favorite paddle for 
{Continued on page 4^) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



43 




Lef the Children 

KODAK 

Next to the possession of the pets themselves the youngsters 
enjoy making pictures of the dogs and cats and ponies of which 
they make companions. And invariably they will make pictures 
of each other, pictures that have the charm of genuine natural- 
ness, so delightfully as they are'' that you will demand prints 
for your own album. 

And you will be surprised at what good pictures the young- 
sters can take with a simple little Kodak or Brownie. 

Kodaks from |6.00. Brownies, $1.25 to $12.00. 

All Dealers' . 

EASTMAN KODAK CO., Rochester, N. Y., The Kodak City. 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



KOLB HOUSES 




Make this j'our playhouse 

Get all the fun you can by living outdoors during the 
warm months. Easily erected — this real playhouse 
will fit in your yard. Can be moved anywhere — 
seashore or country. 

Sides may be raised and lowered from the inside, 
thus affording plenty of air and protection from storm. 
And the playhouse shown above is only $28. 

IV rite for our new Kolb Canoas Tent 
House Booklet — it's free 

-J) KOLB PORTABLE BUILDING CO. 

46 CHURCH ST. NEW YORK 

^ More substantial playhouses, with 
^ 1,2 and 3 rooms, $85 up. 




Two PICTURES 
of Mary Frances 
Averill.one at the 
age of nine months and 
one at the age of four 
years. She is one of the 
many thousands who 
have grown to happy, 
robust childhood on 



EAGLE 

BRAND 
CONDENSED 




Eagle Brand is composed of 
pure, clean cows' milk and 
cane sugar — nothing else. It 
is easy to prepare and keeps 
fresh and wholesome until 
consumed. When traveling 
or visiting EAGLE BRAND | 
msures a dependable supply 
of wholesome food for the 
baby. You can buy it most 
everywhere. 

Send for our book on the care 
of infants and Eagle Brand 
recipes. 

Borden's Condensed Milk Co. 

NEW YORK 

"Leaders of Quality" Est. 1857 ' 




GOOD FUN 



(^Continued from page 43) 

canoeing. The boys will need a jack-knife, 
and some girls' camps make this a regular 
part of a What-to-Take list. Sketching ma- 
terials and games that occupy little space in 
your trunk may be taken. 

A thermos-bottle will be a friend in need at 
times. A canteen may prove more than use- 
ful on occasion, but one has to learn not to 
drink water on hikes except a swallow or two 
at a time. Some camps ask you to bring a 
kit consisting of an aluminum fork, spoon, 
cup, and plate for hiking and camping-out 
trips. 

A watch is indispensable. 

A compass is desirable, but any boy or girl 
can easily locate the north by means of a 
watch, if the sun is shining, or by means of 
the north star when the sky is clear. 



This is the way to locate the north : 
When the sun is shining. Face the sun. Put 
your watch in the palm, face up. Point the 
hour-hand toward the sun. (To make sure 
that it is pointing correctly, hold a straight 
twig, a pencil, or a string vertically so that 
its shadow falls across the face of the watch. 
When the hour hand is in this shadow it is 
pointing toward the sun.) Next find the 
middle point on the dial between the point of 
the hour-hand and the figure twelve on your 
watch. An imaginary line drawn through 
this middle point and the center of the face 
of the watch will point north. Of course if 
it is morning, north will be at your left hand, 
because you are facing east, and if it is after- 
noon, north will be at your right hand. 

When the stars are shining. Find the big 
dipper. It contains a bright star at each 
corner of the "bucket" and three .stars in the 
handle, as every one knows. Look along the 
outside edge of the "bucket" to a star set 
about five times as far away from the dipper 
as the length of this outside edge of the 
Inicket. That star is the north star, and a 
line drawn from where you stand in the 
direction of the north star will point north. 



For a month it has been marhle-time all 'round 
the world. From England to India, from Ger- 
many to China, and even in Africa marbles 
furnish amusement to boys and girls just as 
they do in every town and city in America. In 
.Saxony, where the young people have an end- 
less variety of games, played on grooved 
boards and on the grass as well as on the soil, 
( Concluded on page ^6) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



45 



Baseball and 
Good 
Teeth 




Care of the Teeth 
makes a better 
ball player 

The clear eye, the strong arm, the 
fleet step, the steady nerve, and the 
quick brain that make a ball player, 
depend on good health. Good health 
depends in large measure on sound, 
strong teeth to properly chew the food. 

This is why you will find that so 
many star players give their teeth the 
twice-a-day brushing which all teeth 
should have. 

Take care of your teeth — brush 
them with Colgate's Ribbon Dental 
Cream, the safe dentifrice that tastes 
good and does good. 

Don't think that care of the teeth 
is "girl's work." As one boy wrote us: 

"Since we organized the Boy Scouts 
nobody calls a fellow a 'sissy' for 
being particular about his teeth. Fact 
is, he gets credit for it." 

{Name of writer on request. ) 

Begin today by getting a tube of Ribbon 
Dental Cream all of your own. Sold every- 
where — or a trial tube sent for 4c. 

COLGATE & CO., 

Dept. 60, 199 Fulton Street, New York 

Makers of Cashmere Bouquet Soap — luxurious, 
lasting, refined. A new size at 10c a cake. 




Northern PacUic Ry 

is the 

Scenic Highway 

Yellowstone Nat'l Park 

PUGETSOUND 

"Mediterranean of America" 

It traverses seven of the most pros- 
perous and productive states in the 
Union — runs direct to Gardiner 
scenic entrance to Yellowstone — 
America's greatest vacation land. 
Crosses three ranges of mountains, over 
600 miles of beautiful lakes, rivers and 
mountain scenery. 

Daily trains direct to Spokane, Seattle, 
Tacoma and Portland. World famous 
dining car service. 

Scenic Alaska may be included in this educa- 
tional vacation trip at small additional cost. 

Send for free travel booklets and infor- 
mation. 

A. M. CLELAND, G. P. A. 

53 Northern Pacific Ry., St. Paul, Minn. 




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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Bent 
Bones 

That Were 
Bent by 
Pointed 
Shoes 




If You Let Your 
Growing Children Wear 
Wrong Shoes — 



IF YOU let them wear pointed, 
ing shoes, 



bone-bend- 
their feet cannot escape suffering 
later on. 

For the corns, bunions, callouses, bent bones, 
ingrown nails, fiat feet, etc., that torture grown- 
ups are all caused by the wrong kind of shoes. 

See to it that your children wear healthful, 
comfortable Educator Shoes built scieiUifically 
to "let the feet grow as they should,' 

Made for MEN. WOMEN. CHILDREN 

Get the whole family into Educators this very 
day. But Lefore you buy, see that the EDU- 
CATOR mark is branded on the sole. It means 
that you are getting not merely a broad-toed 
shoe, but the correct orthopaedic Educator s\-\:A-pe 

Send for "Bent Bones Make Frantic Feet," 
a free book of startling foot facts, today. 

RICE & HUTCHINS. Inc.. 1 7 High St.. Boston, Mass. 



RICE & HL/TCHINS 

Educator 




GOOD FUN 



(^Concluded from page ^4) 

marbles have been made for many generations 
and shipped all over the earth. Some of these 
marbles are really made of marble. 

But America now makes marbles too, not, 
just a few, but hundreds of millions every 
year. Two hundred millions of the little clay 
balls are made each year for use as playthings ; 
millions more are sold to oil companies for use 
in cleaning the paraffin out of the pipes lead- 
ing to the huge storage tanks. Of course these 
marbles vary in size. Your "regular" kind are 
nine sixteenths of an inch in diameter, but 
some measure six inches across. 

In making marbles, plastic clay is used, simi- 
lar to that employed in modeling. The mate- 
rial is first ground into powder. After water 
is added, this clay is shaped into rolls eighteen 
inches long, and then cut into small pieces 
about the size of the finished marble. Then 
the rolling process begins. The pieces of plas- 
tic clay are put into a groove hollowed out in 
a plaster-of-Paris mold, and the workman rolls 
a block of plaster around and around on top 
of them until they become perfectly round 
balls. Next they are placed in a kiln, with 
about three million others, and baked until they 
are hard. 

If the marbles are to be colored, they are 
thrown into a" large pan containing colored 
shellac and wood-alcohol. This pan whirls 
and whirls until the color is stuck fast to every 
spot on every marble. 

How would you like to have a barrel of mar- 
bles? There are fifty sacks in a barrel and a 
thousand marbles in each sack. 



The pushmobile of to-day is .not unlike the 
first bicycle, which appeared in 1816, and was 
invented by a baron. That machine was built 
with two wheels of equal size connected by a 
"perch" on which the rider sat now and then, 
when he could propel with one foot, or, when 
he made speed enough by running, could lift 
both feet and let the wheels run themselves. 
The first pedals and chains appeared on a ma- 
chine in 1840, and other improvements were 
added gradually until the modern bicycle has 
become almost a necessity as a means of get- 
ting about. 

Until 1878 all bicycles were imported, but 
at that time their manufacture was started in 
the United States and the demand for them 
Ijecame so great. tliat \\\ 1900 over one million 
were made and sold in America. The bicy- 
cle is now on the crest of another wave of 
popularity. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



47 



A DOLL'S 
ROMPER 

In order to have 
every one appreciate 
the real beauty and 
worth of "Serpen- 
tine" Crepe we are 
offering to send a 
sarriple piece, large 
enough to make a 
very pretty romper 
for a 15-inc.h doll, 
with pattern, buttons 
and full instructions 

ior making, postpaid, for only i oc. Write 
us if you prefer blue, pink or white, and 
mention this publication. 

PACIFIC MILLS 

Lawrence, Mass. 




This is the 
Curtiss Militarj' 
Tractor used 
In the U. S 
Army. Build a 
. Model of it. 



Build 
and Fly 

MODEL 



AEROPLANES 

Greatest Sport You Ever Had ! 

You can build and fly duplicates of well known Aert)- 
planes now used in the war. It's easy! We furnish 
everything — all the parts and full plans and instruc- 
tions. You put the parts together and build your own 
3-foot ^lodel Aeroplane that will rise from the ground 
by its own power and fty 50 to 100 feet in the air. 
Find out all about it. We will send you 

Complete Scale Drawings with Building and 
Flying Instructions at These Prices 

Curt:ss Military Tractor 25c Bleriot Monoplane - - 25c 
Curtiss Flying Boat - 25c Nieuport Monoplane - 25c 
Curtiss Hydroplane - 35c Wright Biplane . . - 2Sc 
Taube Monoplane- - 2Sc Cecil Peoli Racer - - - 25c 
Plans for all Eight Aeroplanes $1.75. 
Leading Toy, Sporting Goods and Dept. Stores 
SELL IDEAL AERDPLANtS ^D SUPPLIES 
Ask Your Dealer for Tliem 

Send 5 Cents lor this Aeroplane 
Catalogue 





Six 
Juvenile 
Models 
$20 to 
$25 




Youll 
be proud 
of yours! 



Thousands of boys and girls will 
be wild with joy over their Iver 
Johnson bicycles. 

Iver Johnson bicycles are so 
correctly designed, so strongly 
built, and all parts so handsomely 
finished that there is a positive 
pride in owning and riding the 
world's most popular bicycle. 

Iver Johnson bicycles will last 
for years with almost no repairs. 

Sit d.ovvn right now and send 
for 

FREE 

Bicycle 

Book "B" 

Address 

Iver Johnson's 
Arms & Cycle 
Works 

358 RIVER STREET 
Fitchburg, Mass. 

New York : 99 Chambers St, 
San Francisco: 717 Market St. 




ST. NICHOLAS STAMP PAGE 

Conducted by Samuel R. Simmons 



NEW ISSUES 

IN the March Stamp Page we illustrated one of 
the new series — the so-called Coronation Series 
— of Japanese stamps. Since then we have heard 
again from Master Robert Hereford (eleven years 
old), whose letter gives us more information about 
these peculiar and interesting stamps. He states 
that the issue was very limited, only about 2,500 of 
each value being printed. This seems to be a mis- 
take, it is such a small number. On the day of 
issue, he further states, they were sold at face value, 
but the next day they were sold at double face, and 
the price has since increased until they are now 
worth a dollar or more. He further tells us that the " 
rising sun or chrysanthemum at the top of the 
stamp is the badge of the Japanese imperial family. 
He does not tell us about the flowers at the sides, 
but translates for us the Japanese inscription. At 
the top of the stamp are two lines of inscription : 
the upper one is "Retaishi Kinen" ("In honor of the 
crowning of the Prince") ; the second line is 
"Nippon Urbin" ("Japanese Post-office"). The in- 
scription at the bottom of the stamp is the denomina- 
tion of the face value of the stamp in Japanese writ- 
ing, and of course varies with each of these values. 

One of the questions most frequently asked us is, 
"What are surcharges for?" Oftentimes it seems 
as if the best, and indeed the only, reason is to have 
a new stamp to sell to stamp-collectors. There arc 
various countries in South, and more especially in 
Central, America whose treasuries seem to need re- 
plenishing very frequently, judging from the ap- 
parently needless and endless series of , surcharges 
which they send us. English colonies are not so bad, 
with the flagrant exceptions of Labuan and espe- 
cially of North Borneo. Against these two we stamp- 
collectors have just cause for grievance. Portugal 
is one of the worst offenders. But all have been out- 
done by the recent issue from Liberia. In the first 
place, the stamp .of the original design, the lady 
with spear and shield type, stamps which have been 
obsolete since 1880, have appeared with an over- 
print of new value. How many of these there are 
we do not know (we have seen only two). The 
curious part of this is that these stamps have ap- 
parently been held in the post-office, as remainders, 
for upward of thirty years. One cannot, perhaps, 
blame the postal authorities of Liberia for desiring 
to work off this hoary stock. But listen to what 
else they have done ! They have taken the current 
two-cent stamps and surcharged them a one-cent 
value. Then, having no more two cents, they have 
surcharged the five cents to make two cents. Why 
not have surcharged the one on the five? you say. 
Why, that would not have made enough varieties, 
and evidently what they wanted was varieties, for 
they set up the type which they used in surcharg- 
ing in a most ingenious way — in rows of ten and no 
two in the row alike. Some have the new value 
with one or two numerals ; others have it expressed 
in words. The old value is obliterated by a thin 
or thick bar, or by one, two, or three bars — short or 
long. Of course, one stamp in the row has the sur- 
charge deliberately inverted. Moreover, the supply 
of both values seems to be very limited, suggesting 
that perhaps the supply is well controlled by the 



officials. We have seen these offered in strips of 
ten, showing all varieties, for the modest sum of 
six dollars per strip. And frankly, they do look 
interesting. Later we hope to illustrate some of 
these ingenious varieties of surcharge. 

While speaking of surcharges, let us pass to one 
of a different complexion, of a different meaning, 
of a different purpose ; one which is in a way 
historical. In this era of wars and rumors of wars, 
with thoughts in mind of our own experiences with 
Spain, we have all read with soberness of the recent 
rebellion in Cuba. Apparently it is already a thing 
of the past, but to stamp-collectors it leaves a 
memento in a series of the Cuban "map" stamps, 
surcharged by the rebels for use in the city of 
Caraagiiey. We have heard of only three values, 
the one-cent, two-cent, and three-cent ; but possibly 
other values exist also. ' 

In a recent number we described a new Austrian 
stamp, triangular in shape. We thought it was a 
newspaper stamp, but have learned since that it is 
a special-delivery. Why such a stamp should be 
issued in two values we do not clearly understand. 
This month we illustrate the special-delivery of 
Bosnia. This, too, comes in two values. In a way 
it resembles somewhat the 
Austrian one. The central 
design is of the same Mer- 
cury, thunderbolt type, but 
turned the other way. More- 
over, the stamp, instead of 
being triangular in shape, is 
an upright rectangle, nearly 
half as large again as an or- 
dinary stamp, wider than, but 
not so long as, our special 
would be if turned perpen- 
dicularly. Austria has issued 
not only the special-delivery 
hitherto alluded to, but also 
a new series, several series 
in fact. The ordinary adhesive appears in four de- 
signs. Of these we illustrate one this month, the 
others will appear later. The 
IS-, 20-, 25-, and 30-heller 
arc in this design. The cen- 
tral design is a portrait of 
the late Emperor Franz Josef. 
The face seems to us to look 
much older and more care- 
worn than in any of the pre- 
vious portraits we have seen. 
Around the central design is 
the usual inscription of Aus- 
trian adhesives : Kaiserliche, 
Konigliche, Osterreichische Post. The colors are ; 
15-heller, rose red; 30-h., chocolate; 25-h., blue; 
30-h., slate. Under the right corner of the design is 
the name I. Schirnbock, and under the left corner, 
Rvidolf Junk. We also illustrate the new due-stamps. 
The white numeral on solid ground in the center in- 
dicates the face value. Above, in the scroll work of 
the design, is the word "porto," and below, the word 
"heller," while around is the usual inscription. The 
low values are in rose red, while the higher values 
are in ultramarine and much larger in size though 
oil page ^o. ) 





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be sure always to give your name and complete address, as well as that of parent, teacher or employer as 
reference. Be sure to get permission first. We are careful to accept the advertisements of only the most 
reliable stamp dealers, and if you have any unfair business dealings with St. Nicholas advertisers advise us 
promptly. We are always glad to help solve your stamp problems. Write us when you want information. 



Rqca ^famne 15 all different Canadian and in 

I\.are OiampS rree indiamthCatalogueFree. Post- 
age 2cents. When possible send names and addresses of two 
stamp collectors. Large wholesale list for Dealers free. 

We offer these sets, great bargains, cheapest ever offered, no 
two stamps alike in any set, all different, fine condition. Postage 
2c. extra. 50 Spain, He; 4li Japan, 5c.; loo U. S., 20c.; 7 .Siani. 
15c.: 50 Asia, 17c.; 20 Chile, 10c. ; 4 Malta, 5c.: 13 Nyassa. SQc; 3 
Crete, 3c.; 10 Straits, 7c.: lo Egypt, 7c.: 7 Persia, 4c.; 10 Ceylon, 
15c.: 8 Hawaii, 20c.: 20 Denmark, 7c.: 30 Sweden, Iflc; 50 Krt. 
Col's, 6c.; 35 Austria. 9c.: 25 Persia, 25c.: lo Brazil, 5c.: 50 Africa. 
24c.; 6 Fiji, 15c.; 25 Italy, 5c.; 7 Iceland, 20c.: 4 Sudan, 8c.: lo 
China, lOc: 17 Mexico. Uic: 10 Uruguay. 7c.: 6 Reunion, 5c.: 5 
Panama, 13c.; 5 Zanzibar, 2fic. Remit in stamps or Money 
Order. Fine approval sheets 50% discount. 50 Page List Free. 
We buy Stamps. IvI arks Stamp Co., Dept. N, Toronto. Canada. 

, — — . 50 varieties, including c.c. surcharges, 
f p 1 I C j|\ On Service Queen and King Ed., higher 
^^'^ * i^V^X ^ values Geo., and many scarce— all good 
copies, no junk, $1.50; 40 varieties, $1.10; 25 varieties, 30c. Mal- 
dives, 2c., 3c., 5c., 10c. , per set 15c. (free with order for ?2.00). 
Cheapapprovalsaspecialty. Why not wTite for them now.> .Send 
a ref. if possible. J. A. Pereka, Katana, Negombo, Ceylon. 

175 Different Foreign, 10c. 65 Differ- 
ent U. S., including $1 and $2 revenues, 
for 11c. With each order we give free our pamphlet which 
tells "How To Make A Collection Properly. ' Queen- City 
.Stamp & Coin Co., Room 32, 604 Race St., Cincinnati, Ohio. 



SNAPS 



2 1 Approvals 



are fine. Tried them yet? Pre- 
mium to new customers: 5 Serbian. 
Extra premium for each 5oc. pur- 
chase. Mrs. L. W. Kellog<., W. Hartford, Conn. 



STAMPS FREE, 75 ALL DIFFERENT 

For the names of two collectors and 2c. postage. 20 different 
foreign coins, 25c. Toledo Stamp Co., Toledo, Ohio. U.S.A. 



25 



from 25 countries, 25 var. U. S., illustrated Album and 
hinges, 10c. A. Wright, 47 Court St., Boston, Mass. 



C'U'P'i;' Old Panama Map Stamp, catalogued 25c., to ap- 
r plicants for our net approvals. Free premiums 

with each 25c. purchase. Only clean, desirable stamps. 

W. Williams, 1116 N. Capitol Ave., Indianapolis, Ind. 

lOI ALL FOREIGN STAMPS including Guatemala, Hon- 
* duras,Roumania.CostaRica, Egypt. Chili, China. Mexico, 
Peru, Cuba, Russia, India. Victoria, Portugal, etc.. 15c. 2oo hinges 
free. RoyalStampCo. , 48 N. 51st Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 



, MCE SETS of stamps FREE to 
I tomers. HessBros., Clearfield, 



approval cus- 
Penna. 



16 



Varieties MEXICAN Revolution Stamps, 23c. Approvals. 
Ref., please. Harbor Stamp Co., Wilmington, Cal. 



CD 17 17 Chile, I Peso, 1911 Cat., 15c. to Approval Applicants. 
riVHid J, R. Nichols, 1707 Nelson Avenue, N. V. C. 

I SENDfinestampsonapproval at509f discount. Premiums with 
each purchase. L. A. Merillat, 3d Inf., Eagle Pass, Texas. 

■W"r«OI A FINE SET OF UNUSED CRETE 
If 1^ ' STAMPS to new customers sending for a 
* selection of my dandy approvals at 5o% dis- 
count. New pkt. list waiting for you. H. J. Schmidt, 
Drawer H, Oakland Station, Pittsbur(;h, Pa. 



Stamps 108 all diff., Transvaal. Turkey, Brazil. Peru, 
Cuba. .Mexico. Ce\'lon. Java. etc.. and Albfjm, 10c. 
1000 Finely Mixed, 2Sc. 65 diff. U. S., 25c. looo 
hinges, 5c. Agts. wtd. 50%. List Free. I buy stamps. 
C.Stegman, 5940 Cote Brilliante Ave., St. Louis, Mo. 




I BECOME AN "APPROVAL" CUSTOMER | 

I RARE POSTAGE STAMPS | 

j Our new approval books and sheets contain scarce and i 

i new varieties which we have just obtained. Many of them i 

I have never before been offered for sale in this way. Ap- | 

I proval customers get first chance. Write to-day for infor- | 

i mation and free price list. | 

I Addres.'^ Dett. 3 | 

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FREE 



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Mexico, etc., to applicants for our high-grade approvals. 

Send 2c. stamp for return Postage. 
The Edgewood Stamp Company. Dept. S, Milford, Conn. 

FRENCH COLONIES 

15 Varieties loc; .Stamp .Monthly of Bargains free 
NEW ENGLAND STAMP CO. 

387 Washington St. Boston, Mass. 

TEN CENTS A COUNTRY, TWELVE FOR $1.00 

10 .Argentine, 25 -Austria, 15 Bavaria, 2o Belgium, lo Brazil, 15 
Canada, 8 Cape Good Hope, 12 Chile, lo China, SCeylon, liiCosta 
Rica, 12 Ecuador, 15 Egypt, lo Oreece, lo Guatemala, lo Hayti, 
8 Hong Kong. 20 Mexico, 12 Nicaragua, 12 Peru, 15 Roumania, 
6 Siam, lo Venezuela, 6 W. Australia. 

Covert Sta.mp Co., 39 State St., Rochester, N. Y. 

different stamps, no trash, price $3.00; 500 
different, price $1.00. '*Dandy" approv- 
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C. F. Richards, Box 77, Grand Central P. O., New York. 



lOOO 




ST" A IV^ ^ G 50n fine foreign including 
* "3 Mexican War, .Salvador, 
including officials, Guatemala, China, etc.. only 10c. 
Best Approval Sheets 60 to 80'/7 discount. 
We give valuable extra Presents freel Big 12o-page 
catalog free. We buy Stamps. 

Hus.sman .Sta.mp Co., St. Louis, Mo. 



BARGAINS EACH set s cents. 

Luxembourg: 8 Finland; 20 Sweden; 
Ij Russia: 8 Costa Rica: 12 Porto Rico; S Dutch Indies; 6 
Hayti. Lists of 7ooo low-priced stamps free. 
Chambers Stamp Co., Ill G Nassau Street, New York City. 

PANAMA COMMEMORATIVE 1913 

No. 203, 2V2C. dark green, cat. 25c., for 12c. 19th and 20th 
Century Approvals at 50%. 

Hub Po.stage Stamp Co., 345 Washington St., Boston, Mass. 



The early philatelist catches a prize. How? 
With Masonik .Approvals. 
Watch for June number for full details. 



1 (\ C\C\(\ Stamps at one cent each. Send for trial selection 
k\Jf\J\J\J on approval, and receive a Watermark Detector 
Free. Burt McCann, 321 No. Newton, Minneapolis, Minn. 

SPECIAL HOLIDAY OFFER 

All (nv f "Cleveland" Hinges, 1 Pocket Album, 

•™* I 1 Perf. Gauge, 5 .Spanish War Revs . ,s S. En- 

1 f»_ I velopes cut sq. inc. War Dept., 6 Civil War Revs., 

IV/I,. (^5 Scenery Stamps. 

Cruwell .Stamp Co., Cleveland, Ohio. 



{See also page jo. ) 



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STAMP DIRECTORY— Continued 
PROFIT SHARING! ^WsTOtely^'first 

GRADE. I offer a special discount for prompt returns, in 
addition to the regular 50^ discount. .Send a good reference 
and receive a premium worth 25c.. but do not apply unless you 
expect to buy. D. M. W.^rd, 60S Buchanan St., Gary, Ind. 

The Belmont Collector ^a" ore"' ^It!'"^''''"' 

Belmont Stamp Co., 32 So. 17th St., Philadelphia, Pa. 

CANADA PACKET FREE. Early issues, Maple Leaves, 
Queens' Heads, War .Stamps. Send 2c. coin. Big catalog: free. 
Mention paper. Midla.nd Stamp Co., Midland, Ontario. 

• I *|>'V^ iny Grade A approvals and receive a nice pre- 
*^ ^ niium. Edwin H. Bailey, Farmingdale, N.Y. 

t'-T-All/lpC 11)7 all different, 7c.; 201 different, 21c. Several 
^ ^ /\1V1fO rare bargrains in my lists. 

P. W. MuNSELL, 99 Crystal Ave., New London, Conn. 

Fine net-priced approvals siftlbie "r^nfum: 

T. F. Plummer, 482 Madison St., Fall River, Mass. 



SEND ^ 



for Price-list of Postage and Revenue stamps for 
ollections. E. T. Parker, Bethleheim, Pa. 



STAMPS 75 VARIETIES FOREIGN, FREE to all sending 
for our approval sheets at 50^;- discount. Postage 2 cents. 
Jlention St. Nicliolas. Quaker Stamp Co., Toledo, Ohio. 

OA Cf----„„ to serious collectors who send reference 

£,\J OlalnpS rree for 5(i'% approval selections. Postage 2c. 
Pkok. W. \V. Bl'rton, Mercer University', Macon, Ga. 



STAMPS l(i5 Cliina. etc.. stamp dictionary, list 3000 bargains, ^ 
2c. Album(5U0pictures;,3c. HuLLARD&Co.,Sta. A, Boston. !4 



n ANnV PACKET STAMPS free for name, address. 3 
U-niyL^ I collectors, 2c. postage, with Slf'/f apprs. 125 dif. 
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oe DIFFERENT BRITISH COLONIALS FREE to ap- 

plicants for stamps on approval who send 2c. postage. 
C. E. NiCKLES, Room IS, 122 Florida Av., Washington, D. C. 



Your Choice of these Stamps FreeI 

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A collection of 5o all different United .States stamps. 
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ST. NICHOLAS STAMP PAGE 

(Coniiiiucd from page 48] 
of a somewhat similar design. Austria has also is- 
sued some new "Occupation Stamps." We illustrate 




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1 Nlf'^*l"3*"^'^SJfi' 
-> ^ '-'-'1 
:i sQro<5s i 

Si 2 11 



one of the newspaper stamps of this "occupation" se- 
ries. The head is again of Mercury, but in a new 
shape and position. At the top is the inscription, 
"K. U. K. Feldpost," while the value appears at the 
bottom. The colors of these "occupation" newspa- 
pers are: 2-h., blue; 6-h., orange; lo-h.. carmine; 
20-h., brown. We also illustrate a jolly little spe- 
cial-deli\ ery stamp from Hun- 
gary. At the top are the words 
"Magyar Kir Posta" ; below this, 
the famous crown of Hungary 
with its crooked top, the word 
"surgos," and 'below that the- fig- 
ure of value "2-filler" in a white 
circle. The general color of the 
stamp is a soft greenish gray, 
while the word "surgos" is in a 
prettily contrasted red, the whole 
making a very attractive and inexpensive stamp. 
Hungary has also a new fifteen-heller stamp, and a 
set of two charity stamps of interesting design, 
which we will illustrate later. 

ANSWERS TO QUERIES 
tfiri—I W., of Piedmont, California, has been a 
Til n . reader of St. Nicholas for over four years, 
and seizes the opportunity offered by a rainy day to 
ask some very pertinent questions about stamp-col- 
lecting. As he is just beginning, we have advised 
him to save all his duplicates for a while. After he 
has accumulated a good collection and knows more 
about stamps and about what are called "minor 
varieties," he can go over these apparent duplicates. 
One often finds many interesting specimens which, 
because of inexperience, were not at first noticed. 
By minor varieties we mean those stamps which in 
the catalogue are listed in smaller type as varieties 
"a," "b," "c," etc. We have recommended to H. W., 
as to all stamp-collectors, beginners, intermediates, 
and grown-ups, the Standard Catalogue as a most 
helpful book. It contains thousands upon thousands 
of illustrations for every country in the world except 
our own. whose stamps it is illegal to illustrate. 




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51 



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THIS IS ME 

I may be little and soft and plump, 
But my heart is big and true. 
My mistress says now I'm quite 

big enough 
To leave my dear mother— for you. 
From S25 up for these wonderful 

''"'^ PEKINGESE 

Mrs. H. A. Baxter. Telephone 418, 
Great Neck. L. I., or 489 Fifth Ave. 
New York CitylTel. Vanderbilt 1236i 



SUMMER BOARD 

First-class boarding accommo- 
dations with out-door runs for 

CATS and DOGS 

A P F L Y 

Blach Short Haired Cattery 
Tel. 1 10 M. HasbroucK Heigbts.N. J. 





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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



ST. NICHOLAS 



DEPARTMENT 



This department is to help gift-givers decide 
what to give boys and girls. 

It lists only worth-while things. 

There are birthdays and promotion days and 
commencement days. There are other times when 
boys and girls do some difficult thing exceptionally 
well. Those are the times when one wants to give 
something. But it is tedious to hunt through the 



stores, so ST. Nicholas has undertaken to help. 

All one need do is to send to the advertisers 
for a catalog, select at leisure and order the product 
through the dealer (by telephone, by letter or in 
person) or direct from the advertiser if the dealer 
hasn't the particular thing desired. 

Everything mentioned here is made by thor- 
oughly dependable firms. 



iVesToys 

Make Hapj^-B^ys 

The finest Hue of electrical and iiiechaiiical trains }'on 
ever saw. I ust like real trains. Switches and sii^^nals 
and stations too. Also IVliS STU UKTI RON, to bnild 
l.rid-es, tlerricks. and buildings, ni^. FRnii liOOK 
on toy raihoadins. Write for it. 
THE IVES MFG. CORP'N, 196 Holland Ave., Bridgeport, Conn. 





SINGLE SHOT RIFLE 



Fathers like this rifle because it is 
economical, well-built, and certain 
in operation. 




Ives 1140 Express onStruktiron Trestle 

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Boys and young men like it because 
they can make great target records with 
it, shooting .22 cartridges. It takes down 
and is light, making it easy to carry. To 
find out about everything, write for 
booklet and mention St. Nicholas. 

The Remington Arms Union Metallic 
Cartridge Company, New York City 

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Why not have an aeroplane of your own? You can build one 
in a jiffy or you can build nearly anything you want with 

PEG LOCK BLOCKS 

Made of selected wood. They won't rust, break or get out of 
shape. No sharp edges to cut. Every block fits with every other 
block. Hundreds of models. Write for illustrated catalogue 
and tell us where you buy your toys. 


Build and 


^Jock/ 

^1 / St°y Built 


Peg Lock 

221 Fourth Ave. 


$|^pr' Block Co., Inc. 
/ New York 



It is hea])S of fun to make real images of your cats, 
dogs, your house, and lots of other things. Yon can do 
this with Harbutt's Plasticine, the modelling material, and 
give pleasure to parents and friends. Each time you make 
something more life-like. That is 
the way great artists began. 

Harbutt's Plasticine makes no 
muss; needs no water. 

Il'riU for our 
free 32'p"s^ 
bookaboiUHar- 
butt's Plasti- 
cine iXJid other 
" Toys that 
Teach. ' ' 

THE 
EMBOSSING 
COMPANY 

I>.0. Uo.xSQSB 

Albany, N.Y. 





N0.I6SO , 



DIRECT FROM THE MANUFACTURERS 

Catalog showing all latest designs mailed free 
a^^V^r upon request. Special offer: Either style pin 
illustrated with any equal number of letters and 
numerals and one or two colors of best hard 
■V o- enamel. Silver Plato 150 each, $1.50 per 
dozen; Sterling Silver 30o ea, $3,00 per doz. 
BASTIAN BROS, CO. 89 BASTIAN BLDQ.,ROCHESTER,N,Y. 

Rider Agenis Wanted 

ID each town to ride and show a new 1917 model 
"RANGER" bicycle. Write for our liberal terms. 

DELIVERED FREE on approval and 30 days' trial. 
Send for bif? free catalog and particulars of Tnoet 
marvelous offer ever made on a bicycle. You will be 
astonished at our low prices and remarkable terms, 

FACTORY CLEARING SALE-a limited cumber of 
old models of various makes, $7 to S12. A few good 
second-hand wheels $3 to $8. Write if you want a bargain, 
res, lamps, wheels. Bundrles and repair parts for all nukkes 
of bicycles, at half usual prices, Wrlto us before buylne. 
MEAD CYCLE CO., DEPT. R-15, CHICAGO 




ELECTRIC TEIECRAPH 



The Tele-Sot !■ 

Tn.iiiyluiiKlvcil fcct .u 




, full iiist 
cxperiint 

->tll or <loor-l)cll li.ittcry 



,■(> w.iys for a dist.-ince of 
iitficieiit wire and batterie; 
striimcnl.s for two station 
Coile Chart. Miniatur 
ions and eiiouyli wir^ . 
A\'orks with any / 



THE ELECTRO-SET CO., Dept. SN.I2 
Cleveland, 0. 




9170^ 

RING ^«,o , 
Sterling 1.00 aacK 
Gold 3.75ecat 



mmss RINGS 



PINS-MEDAL5-PENDANT5 



CATALOG FREE. Fini 15« and upward. 
KIO and K30, Plate, SOc.; I4K Gold, $2.00. 

C.K. GROUSE CO.,Mfrs. 

North Attleboro, Mass. Box 24. 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



55 



Put Your Whod In Racing Trim 

You can do it with but little work if you use 3-iii-One Oil. 
Simply take a Handy Oil Can of 3-in-One, and squirt a goodly 
quantity of the oil in all bearings; wheels, gears, coaster, pedals, 
everywhere. 

Then ride your wheel quite slowly for about a mile. The 3-in- 
One will work out all dirt. It will cut out the gi^ease that has 
collected aiul first thing you know you'll find your wheel nin- 
ning just about twice as easily as before. Try it. Send for 
FREE sample of 3-iu-One and full instructions bow to use it. 
A Handy Oil Can full of 3-in-One costs ' 




bottles at lOo, 25c and 50e. 
Three-in-One Oil Co., 



You can buy 3-in-One in 
42QG. Broadway, New York 




Report of Advertising Competition No. 183 

[Contimied from page ^S) 



John B. Luke 
Thos. D. Leonard, Jr. 
Jarnes Lister 
Roland S. Lee 
Mabel Lucile 
Catharine Manchester 
Anita Meyer 
Mary Mather 
Marion McBride 
Katharine K. Menke 
Charles Mudgett 
Robert U. Maurer 
Anne F. Maury ^ 
Paul R. Morrill 
Consuelo Miller 
James S. Moon 
Madeleine D. Mulfurd 
Julia MacKae 
Christine L. McKcIvy 
Elizabeth Martin 
Gladys Mootly 
Helen Moore 
Edith M. Mills 
Annette Macauley 
Lucinda Mealy 
Mabel Matthews 
Mary B. Noyes 
Loutse McNau^ht 
Katharine R. Newbold 
Warren T, Nagle 
Aleda Oluisted 
Uernice E. Ostroot 
Warren Otis 
Webster Otis 
Alice C. Paxson 
Julia Parker 
Catherine Porter 
Helen L. Pace 
Mary L. Palmer 
Dorothy Fhipps 
Julia B. Paine 
Margaret W. Peterson 
Alice Parker 



HONORS 

Phoebe Pilfer 
Ruth B. Prescott 
Madelaine Priug 
Frances L. Parker 
Katherine Peyton 
Lucille Phippen 
Kattierine Ranney 
Lillian Rhodes 
Mary Reinick 
Eleaiiur Rapp 
Frances Ryman 
Anna Roehr 
Marf^aret Rohler 
Mary L. Roberts 
Frank O. Reed 
Neail Randall 
Herbert Richardson 
Thomas L. Rich 
Ida R. Stryker 
Louise Schmauk 
lean Sachlan 
Howland C. Smith 
Killy Smith 
Donald Schick 
Martjaret Shepard 
Sarah C. Seaman 
Ruth E. Schumacher 
Eleanor Stevenson 
Juliette R. Schoen 
Elizabeth Stackpole 
Louise Sanford 
Eoliiie Sprague 
Dorothy Stookey 
Olive Sears 
Heyltje Stewart 
Helen M. Stucklen 
Eleanor Stephenson 
Elizabeth Singer 
Dorothy Schlatter 
J. F. Sheridan 
Dorothy Thompson 
Dorothy Taylor 



Marjorie D. Taylor 
Sylvia E. Tim 
Katharine Tonikins 
Rosamond Tucker 
Winifred A. Thomas 
Elizabeth Todd 
Elizabeth Toy 
Eleanor H. Tappan 
Elizabeth M. Vxv- 
Eleanor \"ernon 
Marion Vickery 
Helen Vorhees 
Isabella Walsh 
Marjorie Wallace 
Abby Van Wie 
Jean Wood 
Emily W. Wright 
Edith West 
Eunice Williams 
Betty Welch 
Phyllis Wiyley 
Alice Webster 
Lucy Hale Williams 
Lucy Weiant 
Margaret Warrin 
Martha Washburn 
Helen Wardlow 
Christine White 
Henrietta Ward 
Wm. Worthingtoii 
Dorothy Wightnian 
Gordon D. Wier 
Mildred Wulp 
Vincen t Whelan 
Donald E. Wilber 
Nora Whitney 
Harry S. Weinert 
Margaret White 
Dorothy Whitney 
Lawrence A. Wood 
Todd Wheeler 
jeau Wheeler 



The correct ansiuers are: 

I. New Departure Mfg. Co. 2. E. F. Hodgson Co. 3. Mead Cycle Co. 
4. Sonora Phonograph Corp. 5. Miami Cycle & Mfg. Co. 6. W. J. Black, 
Pass. Traf. Mgr. A. T. &l S. F. Ry. 7. Procter & Gamble. 8. A. S. Hinds. 
9. Quaker Oats Co. 10, Rice Hutchins. 11. Oakland Chemical Co. 12. 1. 
W. Lyon & Sons. Inc. 13. Swift ik Co. 




Jack's Room in Summer 

1 His pictures and trophies on the walls are safe 
from every gust of wind which blows into his 
windows, because everything is held fast with 

Moore Push-Pins 

These needle point pins will suggest to you the easiest and the 
neatest way to fasten up window curtains and other sununer 
draperies. Nothing better or easier to handle. Wc will send 
samples and booklet free. 

Moore Push-Pins, Made in 2 Sizes 

Glass Heads, .S'(et'i I'oints 

Moore Push-less Hangers, 4 Sizes 
The Hanger with the Twist 

At Stationery, Hardware, Photo, 

Department Stores, or by mail 
Moore Push -Pin Co., Dept. 38, Philadelphia, Pa. 



lOc 

Packets 

In Canada 
2 pkts. for25c 



"Easy to Fiir 

SELF FILLING 
SAFETY 

FOUNTAIN PEN 

TRANSPARENTo- BLACK RUBBER 
At Dealers - Catalog on Request 
PARKER PEH CO. 182nillStJaNESVILLE.WI$. 

NEW YORK RETAIL STORE.WOOLWORTH BLDG. 




ROCHE'S HERBAL EMBROCATION FOR 

HOOPING-COUGH 
OR CROUP 

The celebrated effectual remedy without internal medicine. For 120 years this remedy 
has met with continued and growing popularity. Bronchitis, Lumbago, and Rhumatism 
are also quickly relieved by a few applications. No increase in price. 



W. EDWARDS &• SON 

!57 Queen Victoria Street, London, England 



All Druggists, orE. FOUGERA £r CO., Inc. 
90 Beekman Street. New York 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Bkoao Toe 




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Your children will play 
better and be healthier if 
they wear Coward Shoes, 
because these famous shoes 
support the arch, strength- 
en weak ankles and give 
freedom to foot muscles. 

Coward 

Shoe 



REG. U. S. PAT. OFF.' 



Helps children's feet to 
grow up healthy, sound 
and shapely. 

It is your duty to see that 
YOUR children wear the 
proper shoes NOW, before 
foot troubles develop. 

Sold Nowhere Else 

JAMES S. COWARD 

262-274 Greenwich St. New York 

(Near Warren Street) 
Mail Orders Filled Send for Catalog 



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"How much air should he pumped into a 
tire?" 

The rule is twenty pounds of pressure for 
every inch of tire width. For example, a tire 
three inches in diameter should contain sixty 
pounds of air. Foot-pumps have given way to 
power-driven pumps operated by the automo- 
])ile engine. Steel air-bottles, or tanks, hlled 
with highly compressed air are also used. 
^ * * 

"What is the principal difference between 
an automobile engine and a marine engine?" 
The marine engine must be much more power- 
ful than the automobile motor because of the 
resistance the' boat meets while being pushed 
through the water. As some one says, figura- 
tively, "The motor-boat is always being driven 
uphill." The result is that marine engines are 
heavily built and of large horse-power. An 
eight-cylinder engine capable of driving a 
comfortable boat at half the speed of a high- 
powered automobile — thirty miles an hour — 
weighs nearly 2500 pounds and costs nearly 
$3500.00, while an eight-cylinder automobile 
complete weighs only 3900 pounds and costs 
only $2300. * * * 

"They have 12-cylinder automobile engines 
now, will they have 24- or 48-cylinder ones?" 
Without being an automobile engineer and 
without having lived in the future, it is diffi- 
cult to answer this question. The general 
opinion is now that twin-six engines are as 
many-cylindered as we are likely to have. 
This' number has been found sufficient to pro- 
duce smooth running without any sharp 
breaks between the propelling explosions and 
enough power fpr all practical purposes. En- 
gineers are far from agreeing upon the cor- 
rect number of cylinders to insure economy, 
power, smoothness, and freedom from trouble. 
Some say four, others six, others eight, and 
others twelve. The one used in the greatest 
number of cars is the economical four-cylin- 
der engine. Many-cylindered engines have an 
advantage in smoothness and power, but they 
cost more. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Racing Aeroplanes 

Real, Miniature Flying Machines 
You Can Make Records With! 

Just think of the sport you can have racing Aero- 
planes! You can make distance, time and altitude rec- 
ord flights: get.up a club and hold meets; race them in 
pairs, singly or in groups. 'I hey go 'way up ' 'higher than . 
a house," flv fast and far and with, against or across the 
wind. It's the finest sport you could have. 

IDEAL Racing AEROPIAIVES 

are strouLr. u-ell-made niiiiiatiirt: flvin-j iii-'uhiiies They have 
adjustalde planes; real raciiit: jir. pellers rLniuiiii; in iion-friction 
bearings and pure Para rubher iiintor^ ! i\e different styles- 
The CECIL PEOLI Cliainpii)ii kACl:K; tl)e "IDEAL" vft. 
RACEK; the "IDliAL" Speed U l-lyer (a 2-ft. Racer); the 
"IDE.VL" Speed-O.plane (a 1-ft. Flyer); and the BLUEBIRD 
Racing \EROPLANI'" Thev are all sold complete, ready to 
fly; the CECIL PEOLI Champion KACKRandthe "IDEAL" 
3-ft. RACER also sold knock-down so you can put them to- 
gether in a short time Get an "IDEAL" Racing Aeroplane 

75c to $8.50 

at Leading Toy, Sporting^ GooHs and Departinent Stores. Ask 
your Dealer for them, or we will send you FREE a "Special 
Letter" telling all about them. ' Write for it 

Send 5c for this Aeroplane Catalogue 

giving details about "IDEAL" Racing Arru- 
planes. Also tells about "IDEAL" Model Aero- 
planes. Describes the parts and supplies needed 
to make them yourself. Send 5 cents for it today! 

IDEAL AIRPUNEand SUPPLY CO. 

84-8GWesl Broadway New ITork City 






Mother- 
Save Little Folks' Stockings 





HOSE SUPPORTER 

Stands great strain and rough wear. 
The only supporter having the Oblong 
J-W Rubber Button which prevents tearing 
and drop stitches. Be sure to get the 
Wk.^ ^ genuine— look for"VelvetGrip"stamped 
^ _ _ on the clasp 
Child s sample pair (give age) 16c. postpaid 
Sold Everywhere 
GEOR«C FROST COMPANY, V^Kers - - BOSTON 



^rftm^ -^JUre/rXy xir^uUy l*rhi^ vuTrujLcL' 
jksifiA, o-iA>t, iss^ zi/^Jv yTuvc£ jcIuxax, 




Miss Betty St. Nicholas, 
Everywhere, 
U. S. A. 

Dear Betty: 
Without the slightest hesitation we 
"guessed" what the letters spell, even though 
the capitals were written as small letters. 
You see, we know from 51 years' experience 
what it is that keeps teeth white and clean 
and healthy. Many St. Nicholas boys and 
am^ gifls will guess it as soon as we 

^^qT did because so many of them use 

— ^ it regularly night and morning 
Faithfully yours. 




If you do not use it, send 2c. to-day for a trial package 
of either. There's enough to last for nearly two weeks. 
See what fiin it really is to brush your teeth with a^den- 
tifrice that you like — that tastes as good as it looks. 

I. W. LYON & SONS. Inc., 533 W. 27th St.. New York 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Have You Heard oi Peanuts 
Winning Prizes? 

YOU'VE heard of prize pumpkins, of course; and prize 
corn and potatoes. But have you ever heard that prizes 
are given each yeir for the best crops of peanuts ? 

You have tasted some of these prize peanuts, too — if you 
have ever eaten Beech-Nut Peanut Butter. 

For only the choicest peanuts grown are good enough for 
Beech-Nut. So each year we send lecturers through Virginia 
and North Carolina to tell the farmers how to grow peanuts. 
And then we award prizes to the farmers whose crops are 
judged the best. 

When you taste a Beech-Nut Peanut Butter sandwich, you are 
eating the largest, plumpest and most delicious peanuts grown. 

What's yot;« Way Of Eating Peanut Butter? 

Most boys and girls love Beech-Nut Peanut Butter spread 
on bread, crackers or toast. Maybe you have found some 
new way to eat it. If so, write us a letter about it. We 
would like to hear from you. 

Ask your mother to get you a jar of Beech-Nut today. 
Beech-Nut Packing Company, Canajoharie, N. Y. 

Beech'Nut Peanut Butter 



Co., 1917. 




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Sore Throat 



39 



is a thing full of terror. But sore throat can easily 
be guarded against by the exercise of a little in- 
telligent care. Keep the mouth and throat clean 
and healthy by the use, morning and evening, of 



Dioxo^en 



(a teaspoonfulto a quarter glass of water) and the germs which cause 
sore throat, colds and La-Grippe, have no chance to develop. Dioxogen 
keeps the throat clear and free from irritation and huskiness. 

THE OAKLAND CHEMICAL CO., 10 Astor Place, N.Y. 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



5!) 



"Days of Real Sport" By Claire Briggs 




Send for the Briggs Book 

— full of cartoons of boys having fun with Kings ; con 
taining story of the air rifle and how it is made, 
and listing the full King line with piices. 

Send 2c stamp to Dept. D 

The MARKHAM AIR RIFLE CO. 

Plymouth - - Michigan 



CPRINGTIME, and out of doors 
^ with a King "thousand shootin' " air 
rifle — is n't that the high point of happi- 
ness for any boy ? There 's no end of fun 
he can have at target practice, and if his 
imagination is good, every fence-post 
will be a hostile Indian, and every old 
circus poster will furnish the material 
for an African jungle hunt that even 
T. R. himself would envy. 

A boy with a King not only has a 
barrel of fun, but he gets a real training 
in marksmanship at the same time— 
and that 's what every boy wants and 
should have. Boys and King 
Air Rifles were just 
made for each 
other. 



$2.50 




ING 

AIR RIFLES 



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BOYS! 

Get the Bicycle Bug 

Do you want the handsomest, niftiest scarf- 
pin you ever saw, with a green-gold bug 
riding a bike, for nothing? 

Look for the answer here next month. Mean- 
while, ^5/5/ on getting one of the twelve. 



Heavy Service Traction Tread 
United Slates Cord 
Overland Thornproof 

Oil Resisting 

U. S. Road Racer 

U. S. No. 77 Chain Tread 

U. S. Blue Dual Tread 



United Siateslire Company 

1 790 Broadway New York 



Nonpareil 

U. S. Giant Stud 

G & J Double Clinch Corrugated 

Gc*: J Double Clinch Chain Tread 

G & J Double Clinch 

Herringbone Tread 
Single Clinch (G & J Style) 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Jim 



An Investment in Influence 



Magazine Advertising is 
an Investment in Influence. 
Indeed, it has characteristics 
over and above those of the 
usual investment — it yields a 
return in the way ot interest, 
to be sure, but it does more 
— it protects the principal 
(there have been times when 
it has multiplied the princi- 
pal); it insures the business. 

How can you include 
your Good-Will in your busi- 
ness assets? By capitalizing 
it among the people. Good- 
Will does n't grow by the slow 
process of interest, but by the 
leaps and bounds of personal 
influence. Magazine Adver- 



tising builds opinion in the 
families of America. Opinion 
spreads among housewives — 
the good opinion with the 
bad — and makes or breaks a 
product. Win their approval, 
and your future is assured. 
Magazine Advertising is an 
Investment in Influence — not 
an expense for publicity. 

The basis of the success- 
ful merchandising of a good 
product is favorable opinion 
— Reputation — gained by rep- 
etition of Investment Adver- 
tising in Magazines. 

Have you this form or 
Investment in your business.? 
Will you discuss it with us.? 




NATIONAL PERIODICAL ASSOCIATION 

(for fifteen years the guoiN club) 
FIFTH AVENUE BUILDING NEW YORK CITY 




Ainslee's 

American Magazine 
Century 

Christian Herald 
Collier's Weekly 
Continent 
Cosmopolitan 
Country Life 
Countrysidp Magazine 
Every Week 



Farm and Fireside 
Garden Magazine 
Good Housekeeping 
Harper's Bazar 
Harper ^s Magazine 
Hearst's 

House and Garden 

Independent 

Judge 

Leslie's Weekly 



Literary Digest 

McCalVs 

Metropolitan 

Mother's Magazine 

National Geographic 

Outlook 

Popular 

Red Cross Magazine 
Review of Reviews 
St. Nicholas 



Scribner^s 
Short Stories 
Smith 's 

Something-To-Do 
Sunset 

To-day's Housewife ' 

Vanity Fair 

Vogue 

Woman's Home Companion 
World's Work 



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61 




— a marvel of 
strength and 
CO m fo r t for 
stout or slender 
women. An ex- 
clusive Hole- 
proof achieve- 
ment. 



Hard On Stockings | 

(But Holeproofs Can Stand It) | 

Easy For Mothers 

(Who Buy These Double-Strength Hose) | 

Don't blame the children for holes in their stockings — the fault is usually 1 

due to inferior hose. ' g 

Boys 7C'!// climb and girls 'c/// romp. Health demands play = 

and play demands Holeproof Stockings. s 

Children's styles are ribbed and extra elastic. When strained | 

in play they don't tear like other hose. | 

That's because we use only fine-spun yarns and knit them | 

double-strength where wear is greatest. g 

ffoleprcEffffasieraX 

M.JL FOR w^MEN. WOMEN ^^AND CHILDREN^i^ i 



Try Holeproofs on your little ones — you'll be surprised. 
They will win you to Holeproof styles for yourself and the men 
folks. 

Children's, 35c per pair and up; Men's, 30c and up; 
Women's, 40c and up; 

Any obliging dealer will supply you if you request Holeproof 
Don't accept inferior substitutes. We'll ship direct, charges paid, if you can't get the genuine 
nearby. Write for free descriptive book today. 

HOLEPROOF HOSIERY COMPANY, MILWAUKEE, WISCONSIN 

HOLEPROOF HOSIERY COMPANY OF CANADA. LIMITED, LONDON. CANADA 
(Sni) HOLEPROOF HOSIERY COMPANY. 10 CHURCH ALLEY, LIVERPOOL. ENGLAND 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Meeting the Universal Need 



In the high passes of the moun- 
tains, accessible only to the daring 
pioneer and the sure-footed burro, 
there are telephone linemen string- 
ing wires. 

Across bays or rivers a flat-bot- 
tomed boat is used to unreel the 
message-bearing cables and lay them 
beneath the water. 

Over the sand-blown, treeless desert 
a truck train plows its way with tele- 
phone material and supplies. 

Through dense forests linemen are 
felling trees and cutting a swath for 
lines of wire-laden poles. 



Vast telephone extensions are pro- 
gressing simultaneously in the waste 
places as well as in the thickly popu- 
lated communities. 

These betterments are ceaseless and 
they are voluntary, requiring the ex- 
penditure of almost superhuman 
imagination, energy and large capital. 

In the Bell organization, besides the 
army of manual toilers, there is an 
army of experts, including almost the 
entire gamut of human labors. These 
men, scientific and practical, are con- 
stantly inventing means for supplying 
the numberless new demands of the 
telephone using public. 



American Telephone and Telegraph Company 
And Associated Companies 

One Policy One System Universal Service 



ST. NICHOLAS AD!/ERTTSF.MFMT^ 



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Chapter LXVI 

In which Peter 

becomes 
o Business Man 

When they were home for the Easter holidavs Peter and 
Polly called a family conference and the great n, estior 
■Where shall we go this summer-' was definitely^ e ei' 




^Yo^r.^"' '^''^ *^ Company's manager declared- 
splTal n.ln'" =1, good idea, Peter. We'^ll prepare a 
If von^n ^'^'^ containing everything you Ve mentioned 
Mav ^^ l"^"'^ ^" advertisement'^ we '11 run k n the 
May Si. iNiCHOLAS. " "I 'll do it!" said Peter 
So here is Peters "ad." Peter tells vou just what to do to 
fhisS;^,^'^^^'--- ^•■^i-'-^ -^-f"' ^'ay at 

131 H^^^*^'^ EXTRACT COMPANY 

1 3 1 Hudson Street New York City 



Pond's Extract Co. Will Send This 
Fine Package For Only $1. 



Every member of the family has got 
to have necessary toilet articles when 
they go away this summer. 

Well, then, why not let some one else 
do the "shopping" for you? "How ?" 
do you ask? Well, the Pond's Extract 
Co. has prepared a special package 

For Vacationists 
and Campers 

Perhaps you can get every one of these things 
at the drug store — but if you have any 
trouble, and the druggist doesn't want to 
send for the missing articles, why, just send 
$1 to the Pond's E.xtract Co. and they will 
send you everything, all done up in heavy 
corrugated paper. Everything in the draw- 
ing on your right hand is contained in this 
fine package — everything. 

Those who get this package will have 

"All the Comforts of Home" 

when they go away this summer. 

I guess I don't have to tell any of the St. 
Nicholas readers about the high quality of 
the Pond's E.xtract Company's ProtJucts. 

WRITE FOR ONE RIGHT AWAY 

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America Calls For The 
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This is the tire to speed the "scout" 
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Makers of the famous Goodrich Black 
Safety Tread Automobile Tires— 
"Best in the Long Run" 




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Can you 
solve this 
conundrum? 



What is it that is made from the 
Juice of a tropical tree and promotes 
quietness, health and cleanliness ? 



You 'd probably think a long time without 
finding the answer unless you are one of 
the lucky boys and girls whose fathers and 
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Those who wear "Cat's Paws" know that 
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"but how do they promote health and cleanliness?" 



Well, they promote health by taking away that shocking 
BUMP which is caused by the striking of hard leather heels 
on hard, hard sidewalks and playgrounds. Maybe you never 
realized what harm this pounding does. You know about it 
though, if you have studied physiology. 

Physiology tells you all about the countless nerves that act as 
little telegraph wires. When a hard leather heel comes down 
with all your weight on top of it, the nerves in your heels tel- 
egraph to headquarters, "Ouch! that hurts!" And while you 
may never /lear or see these telegrams, they keep on piling up 
every step you take. When you wear Cat's Paws your heels 
are grateful and nerves from all over your nervous system tel- 
egraph in, "This is a welcome relief from that awful pounding." 



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THE CRUISE IVORY ^HITE 




F COURSE the 
fearful violence 
with which the 
mud exploded 
threw all but 
Gnif into the sea. 
The good ship, 
thus unloaded, 
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the crew aboard as soon as they were dry. 
The mud torpedoes were released and sent 
to Davy Jones, the crew looked on with 
wonderment, in luck to save their bones. 
The IVORY White then put about and ran 
a race to show the speed that IVORY ships 
can make with submarines in tow. From 
splashing through the soap-suds wake that 
grim and grimy boat came out a shining, 
silver thing — a treasure craft afloat. Gnif 
sold it for a thousand pounds, and steered 
due east again in search of more adventures 
on the wide and briny main. 



Meanwhile Gnif went at lightning speed 
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and soapy suds a thick, white bubble-screen. 
The fearsome captain could not shoot be- 
cause his periscope had not been made to 
penetrate the suds of IVORY SOAP. So, 
up he rose to look around and there, serene 
and wet, upon his conning tower sat the 
valiant Bob and Bet. The unsuspecting 
captain man was taken by surprise, and, 
while he wiped the mud and soap out of his 
blinking eyes. Miss Betty started scrubbing 
him; Bob grabbed the engineer, and Yow 
and Snip went down and put the engines 
out of gear. 



)S< So once again, good little friends, you all conclude, I hope 
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J^acation is here! Now away to 
camp, and farm and seashore! 

You want all the fun there is in vacation. Then 
be sure to take an Eveready DAYLO along. 

Just think of the fun of signalling with it at night ! How 
handy it will be to find your fishing tackle ! How useful 
when doing your chores after dark ! 

An Eveready DAYLO throws a powerful, white, searching 
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Eveready TUNGSTEN battery and will give hours of con- 
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when a dark night 
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when youVe return- 
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whenever you need 
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[The entire contents of this Magazine are covered by the general copyright, and articles must not be reprinted without special permission.] 

CONTENTS OF ST. NICHOLAS FOR JUNE, 1917. 

Frontispiece. The Sea-bird Flies Home. From a photograph. Page 
Fighting-Ships that Fly. Sketchy I gp^t K EiTa'ru.i fll } 675 

Illustrations irom photographs. 

The Rose.— The Morning-Glory. Verse Cecil Cavendish 680-1 

Illustrated by G. H. Mitchell. 

Alice Freeman Palmer: "The Princess " of Wellesley. 

("Heroines of Service.") Mary R. Parkman 682 

Illustrations from photographs, and from tablet by Daniel Chester French. 
The Indian Flute-Song. Verse Grace Purdie Moon 688 

Illustration from photograph by Karl Moon. 
Setting Up Jack. Sketch Rodman Gilder 689 

Illustrations by Ralph P. Coleman and from photographs from *' The Plattsburg Manual." 

" Percy." Verse Pauline Frances Camp 692 

Understood Betsy. Serial Story Dorothy Canfield 693 

Illustrated by Ada C. Williamson. 

Saving the " Seaside Special." Story Dwight B. Pangbum 700 

Illustrated by C. T. Hill. 

Little Why. Ve rse Harry Hamilton 703 

The Convalescent. Verse A. M. Cooper 704 

Illustrated by the author. 

Good Advice. Verse M. L. F 705 

Illustrated by Sarah K. Smith. 

Sports in Girls' Camps. Sketch Anna Worthington Coale 706 

Illustrations from photographs. 

Indignant. Verse Mabel Livingston Frank 712 

Illustrated by Oliver Herford. 

The Golden Eagle. Serial Story Allen French 713 

Illustrated by C. M. Relyea. 

The Fairies. Verse Ella M. Boult 720 

Illustrated by Beatrice Stevens. 

Under Boy Scout Colors. Serial Story Joseph B. Ames 722 

Illustrated by Walt Louderback. 

Little Mr. Button-Nose. Verse Hesper Le Gallienne 729 

The Fisherman. Verse Annie Willis McCullough 730 

Illustration from photograph. 

The Girl Next Door. Serial Story Augusta Huiell Seaman 731 

Illustrated by Charles RI. Relyea. 

The Watch Tower Dr. s. E. Forman 737 

Illustrations from photographs. 

The Thirsty Flower. Story Henry D. Winans 742 

Illustrated by C. M. Relyea. 

The Secret. Verse Abbie Farwell Brown 743 

Nature and Science for Young Folks, illustrated 744 

Learning to Fly (Francis A. Collins)— Perfume-making at Grasse (S. Leonard 
Bastin)— A Strawberry Pyramid (C. L. Edholm)— The Day is Growing Longer 

(Edwin Tenney Brewster). 

The Tale of Tobias Tupper. Verse Florence Boyce Davis 749 

Illustrated by George A. King. 

Applied Science and Mechanics for Boys. With diagrams J.S.Newman 750 

St. Nicholas League. With Awards of Prizes for Stories, Poems, Drawings, 

Photographs, and Puzzles. Illustrated 754 

For Very Little Folk : Verse. 

Secret Languages. Illustrated by Gertrude Kay Melville Chater 762 

Our Street, illustrated by W. Howard Montgomery Alix Thorn 764 

The Letter- Box. i ii ustrated 765 

The Riddle-Box 767 

St. Nicholas Stamp Page. Conducted by Samuel R. Simmons .\dvertising page 44 

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The money you save on 
a pair of Goodyear Blue 
Streak Bicycle Tires 
will buy an electric 
lamp for your bicycle. 
And, remember, Blue 
Streaks are unusually 
good bicycle tires, too. 



The Goodyear Tire & Rubber Co 
Akron, Ohio 



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TRADE MARK REG. U. S. PAT. OFF. 



WHY PAY MORE? 

Many good bicycle tires sell for as 
high as $5.00 each. But Goodyear 
Blue Streaks cost you only $3.25 
each, even in these days of high 
material costs. 

So you may save as much as $3.50 
per pair by buying Goodyear Blue 
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Streaks you are getting wonderful 
tire quality and value. That's what 
Goodyear's square deal bicycle tire 
policy means to the bicycle rider. 

HOW THEY DO IT 

Goodyear is able to make these big; savings 
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better. 



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They are handsome, durable, rugged, strong, 
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So look for the Blue Streaks on the tire. 
Be sure you get Goodyears. Then see how 
much belter your bicycle will look. And how 
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Die, Thou Villain ! 

He had thought of being a great Indian Chief, 
or a soldier — but the biggest idea of all had come to 
him. He would be a Pirate I f Now his future lay 
before him. His name would fill the world and 
make people shudder. And, at the zenith of his 
fame, how he would suddenly appear at the old 
village and stalk into church, brown and weather- 
beaten, in his black velvet doublet and trunks, 
his great jack-boots, his crimson sash, his belt 
bristling with horse-pistols, his crime-rusted cutlass 
at his side, his slouch hat with waving plumes, his 
black flag unfurled, with the skull and crossbones 
on itl His career was determined. 

Remember the days when you dreamt of being a 
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glamour of that splendid joyousness of youth. Read 
once more of Tom Sawyer, the best loved boy in the 
world; of Huck, that precious little rascal; of all 
the small folks and the grown folks that made Mark 
Twain so dear to the hearts of men and women and 
boys and girls in every civilized country on the 
face of the globe. 

MARK TWAIN 

Out of the generous West came Mark Twain, giving 
widely and freely to the world such laughter as men 
had never seen. 

There seems to be no end to the things that Mark 
Twain could do well. When he wrote history, it was 
a kind of history unlike any other except in its accu- 
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He did many things — stories, novels, travel, 
history, essays, humor — but behind each was 
the force of the great, earnest, powerful per- 
sonality that dominated his time, so that even 
then he was known all over the face of the globe. 
Simple, unassuming, democratic, he was welcomed 
by kings, he was loved by plain people. 

H foreign nations love him, we in this country 
give him first place in our hearts. The home with- 
out Mark Twain is not an American home. 

The Centennial Half-Price Sale Must Close 

Mark Twain wanted these books in the hands of all the people. 
He wanted us to make good-looking, substantial books, that every 
man could afford to own. So we made this set, and 
"arpeb "a^ there has been a tremendous sale on it. 
BROTHERS ^ Mark Twain could not foresee that the price of 

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AURORA THE 
MAGNIFICENT 

By Gertrude Hall 

A wholesome, enjoyable romance of 
the sort worth reading aloud to the 
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of a Cape Cod woman with brains, 
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her trials in the over-refined colony of 
English and Americans in Florence. 

Illustrated. Price $1.40 

THE STINGY RECEIVER 

By Eleanor Hallowell Abbott 

Author of "Molly-Make-Believe" 

"Miss Abbott writes few stories. Those that 
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— Syracuse Post-Standard. 
"A gay and sweet little story, unusual in its 
beginning, happy in the way it ends. Full 
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— New York Tiines. 

Illustrated. Price $1.00 

SLIPPY McGEE 

By Marie Conway Oemler 

An entirely new idea in fiction! The story of 
a burglar and a priest who join in cracking 
a safe to bring happiness to a little girl 
they love. 

Price $1.33 

A COUNTRY CHRONICLE 

By Grant Showerman 

A picture of American country life — the vil- 
lage, the store, the sleighing, fiddling, and 
dancing — as seen through the eyes of a boy 
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GOOD books are among the most potent influences on young lives. The question 
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WONDER OAK, By BERTHA CURRIER PORTER 
A fairy tale of the kind that always delights children. By means of fairies representing birds, 
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TED OF McCORKLE'S ALLEY 

By ISABELLE HORTON 

A catchy story of a family living in an alley 
a lovable plot which keeps us keenly 
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Price net, 35c 
LITTLE FOLKS IN HISTORY 

By DOROTHY DONNELL CALHOUN 
Mrs. Calhoun knows just how to write for 
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LITTLE FOLKS FROM LITERATURE 

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David Copperfield, Lorna Doone, Paul and 
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THE THORN FORTRESS 

By MARY BRANSTON 

A truly beautiful historical tale founded on 
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Price net, 50c 

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or two hundred pupils each day. Since he can give only a short time 
to each, he loses sight of the individual boy or girl. He teaches algebra 
or geography or history, but rarely boys and girls, for he scarcely ever 
gets to know them intimately. In the Boarding School the teacher is 
enabled to live with the pupils and become thoroughly familiar with 
their tendencies and interests. There should be small classes of from 
five to twelve, so that the individual boy is not lost in the mass, and each 
one, by individual and social appeal, contributes much of himself to 
the work in hand throughout the period of instruction. In such a 
school there is no opportunity for day-dreaming, for the day is crowded 
with interest. There is no waste of time, so that a capable pupil 
can save a year or two in preparing for college, if such is his aim. 

To Find Out About Schools 

The St. Nicholas School Service Department offers its services without 
charge to those who desire its aid in selecting the best schools for their 
sons or daughters. Through many years of experience, this department 
has become thoroughly acquainted with the private schools. If more 
information is required, address any of the schools mentioned under "Tlie 
Schools of St. Nicholas" — or clip and send the coupon below to the St. 
Nicholas School Service Department. 



The Schools of Sl Nicholas 

(Alphabetically arranged) 
FOR BOYS 
The Abbott School 
Allen School for Boys 
Bordentown Military Institute 
Briarley Hall Military Academy 
Curtis School for Boys 
Dummer Academy 
Holderness School 
Loomis Institute 
Mercers burg Academy 
Mitchell Military Boys' School 
Peddie Institute 
Ridge School 
St. Paul's School 
Suffield School 
Williston Seminary 
Worcester Academy 

FOR GIRLS 
The Abbot Academy 
The Misses Allen School 
Baldwin School 
Miss Beard's School 
Bradford Academy 
Miss Chamberlayne's School 
Crestalban 
The Ely School 
The Gateway 
Miss Hall's School 
Hillcrest School 
Howard Seminary 
The MacDuffie School 
Mrs. Marshall's 
Miss C. E. Mason's School 
National Park Seminary 
Northwestern Military and Naval 

Academy 
Ossining School 
Quincy Mansion School 
Sea Pines School 
St. Margaret's School 
Ten acre 

Walnut Hill School 
Whiting Hall 

CO-EDUCATIONAL 
Moses Brown School 



St Nicholas School Service Dept, 555 Fourth Avenue, New York 
Name 



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City. . - 



Present School- 



Location of desired School • 



.Grade• 



Limit of Tuition, $ 
Parent's 

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GOOD SCHOOLS 



Boys "^a nd G 1 r 1 s 





THE ABBOTT SCHOOL 

Prominent among the schools of New England for its exceptional 
equipment, contentment, vigorous athletics, glorious winter sports, 
strong faculty and intensive study. Sixteenth year begins Sep- 
tember 26th. Terms, Eight Hundred Dollars. 

GEORGE O. CHURCH, A.M., Headmaster, FARMINGTON, MAINE 





SUFFIELD SCHOOL FOR BOYS 

Ex-President William H. T.\ft says : 

"I congratulate you on the honored tradition which surrounds this school. More and 
more we are making our preparatory schools into communities like those English schools, 
Manchester, Rugby, Eton, where the boys are given the ideas of manliness, straightfor- 
wardness, decency of life. That is what you have cultivated here at Suffield. " 

Extract from speech to Suffield Alumni, June qth, igij. 

THOROUGH training of brain, body and morals. Attractive New England town, 3^ hours from 
New York City. Eighty-fourth year. Complete equipment, modern buildings, gymnasium and 
athletic fields. Strong athlclics. Military training once a week under supervision of army officer. 
Active Y. M. C. A. A thorough preparation for college, business, sciejitijic schools. Separate depart- 
ment for young boys. House mother. 

Endowment permits rate of $500 — $600 




Etonian 
Ideals 



Honored 
Tradition 



Roys in Cadet Unifc 



HOBART G. TRUESDELL, A.M., Principal 
15 Main St., Suffield, Conn. 




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TENAGRE 

A Country School fey Young Girls 
from Ten to Fourteen Years of A ge 

PREPARATORY to Dana Hall. 
Fourteen miles from Boston. All 
sports and athletics supervised and 
adapted to the age of the pupil. The 
finest instruction, care and influence. 

uasZ Miss Helen Temple Cooke 

TENACRE Dana Hall, Welleslev, Mass. 



1 -n ^ Country Home School for Girls 

Y y XA JL AXcl^ from eight to sixteen, fitting for highest-grade preparatory schools. Tv 
C_J acres, new huiWings, ideal location, high elevation — half-way between Bo; 



Hall 



Twenty-six 

acres, new huildings, ideal location, high elevation-^half-way between Boston and 
Worcester, near Longfellow's Wayside Inn. Outdoor sleeping and class rooms, if 
desired. Open-air gymnasium, individual care. Teachers for all branches. Mis- 
tress of field games. House mother. Family life emphasized. 

KLKKIDUE C. WHITIIVG, Amherst, Yale ( „ . . , 
LOl'ISE 1). WHITING, WellcsUy j Principals 

13 CONCOKD UOAU. SOIITIC Sl'UKCKY, MASSACHUSETTS 




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The MacDuffie School 

FOR GIRLS 
Springfield, Mass. 

Furnishes a liberal and practical education. Full 
household arts course. College certificate privileges. 
Gymnasium. Three acres of playground. Tennis, 
swimming and horseback riding. Careful attention 
to the needs of each girl. 

School of Housecraft 

on plan of English schools, develops efficiency and 
poise in household management. Resident pupils 
in separate house conduct household under trained 
teachers. One year course. 

JOHN MacDUFFIE (Harv.), Mrs. JOHN MacDUFFIE (Radcl.), 

Principals 




MISS MASON'S SCHOOL 

For Little Girls Tarrytown-on-Hudson, N. Y. 

A splendid home for girls 7 to 14. Wliolesome influences 
and loving care. Plenty of open-air and healthy outdoor 
s])orts keep the girls .strong and healthy. Special gov- 
ernesses live with the children. Tlie children are sepa- 
rate from older girls. For further information and cat- 
alogue, address 

Miss C. E. Mason, LL.M., Lock Box 950 



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#.sPres't. 




The Higher School for High School Graduates. 
20 minutes from Washington, D. C Ideal climate, 
65-acre campus, 50 instructors, 30 buildings, division 
of girls into small home and social groups, limited 
classes and specialized instruction. Home economics, 
diploma course. Floriculture. 2 years collegiate work. 

/"'or catalog address 

REGISTRAR, BOX 178. FOREST GLEN, MD. 



Ossining School gSs 

Box 106, Ossining-on-Hudson, N. Y. 

"Likable, Livable andHomelike." "The social, 
athletic and educational life of the school beau- 
tifuUy combined." HighSchool graduates may 
specialize as desired. Certificate privileges. 
Preparation for life and the home. Inbeautiful 
Westchester, thirty milesfromNew York. 48th 
year. Separate house for younger girls. Write 
for Year Book of Upper and Lower Schools. 

CLARA C. FULLER, Principal 
MARTHA J. NARAMORE, Associate Prin. 



Maryland, Poolesville. 

Briarley Hall Military Academy 

Inculcates the highest ideals. Aims to develop true types of the 
capable American boy. A school the boys love and the parents ap- 
preciate. Modern buildings and equipment. Beautiful campus. 
Cultured faculty. Individual instruction in SMALL CLASSES. 
Constant supervision. All athletics. Spring encampment. For 
catalog and view-book, address 

The Principal. 



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^Mercersburg Academy * 

Mercersburg, Pa. 

AIM OF THE SCHOOL— A tburougli physical, mental aud mural 
training for college ur business. 

SPIRIT OF SCHOOL.— A manly tone of aelf-rcliance under Chris- 
tian masters from the great uni vcrsities. Personal attention to each boy. 
LOCATION— In the cuimtry, on the western slope oftbefaniousCum- 
berland Valley, one uf the ^ most beautiful aud healthful 



spots of America. 
EQriPMENT-M.H 

new gymnasium bi 



WILLIAM MANN IRVrNE, LL. D. 

Headmaster. Box 162 




and complete. Magnificent 

Write for catalogue and 
■Till' Sitirit of Mercer.sburg.*' 
New 
imnasium 



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Natiorfll Park 

Seminar=y-for Girls 




founded 1875 

Saint Margaret's 
School 

Set high on a hillside overlooking the town of 
Waterbury, Connecticut, Saint Margaret's 
School is situated in one of the most attrac- 
tive and healthful spots in New England. 
Courses in Music, Fine Arts, History, Lan- 
guages, Domestic Science, Physical Culture 
and Swimming, combined with unusual op- 
portunities for out-of-door recreation, provide 
a broad and liberal traming for girls from 1 2 
to 20 years. 

For the girl who wishes to enter college, 
the Preparatory Course offers exceptional 
advantages. Certificates admit to the lead- 
ing institutions. 




A special feature of the out-of-door life is 
"Umberfield," a fifty-acre "Farm," embrac- 
ing unusual opportunities for all kinds of 
sports, including tennis, basketball, skating 
and snowshoeing. Here delightful week-end 
parties enable the girls to put into practice 
their knowledge of Domestic Science. 
Waterbury is located within easy access of 
both New York and Boston, and is only an 
hour from either Hartford or New Haven — 
to which interest- 
ing cities instructive 
trips may be taken. 

For catalogue and 
views address 

MISS EMILY 
GARDNER 
MUNRO, A. M. 
Waterbury, Conn. 




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Sea Pines 



School of Personality for Girls 



HAPPY home life with personal attention and care. Students 
inspired by wholesome and beautiful ideals of efficient woman- 
hood. Hygiene and morals observed especially for health, character 
and initiative. One hundred acres ; pine groves and 1000 feet of sea- 
shore. Climate is exceptionally favorable for outdoor life. Horse- 
back riding, gymnastics. College Preparatory, French, German and 
Spanish by native teachers. Music, Culture, Domestic Science, 
Handiwork, Household Arts, Secretarial and other courses for securing Personality Diplomas 
introductory to definite service. Experienced, enthusiastic instructors. Booklet. 
Rev. Thomas Bickford, A.M., Miss Faith Bickiord, Prins., Box S, Brewster, Mass. 



Distinctively devoted to 
and recognized as the Pio- 
neer Schoolof Personality 




LOOMIS 

Prepares for schools of business and finance, agri- 
cultural, scientific and academic colleges. Practical 
training for boys intending to enter business or farm- 
ing on graduation. New Founders Hall, the last 
word in equipment and modern facilities. 7 fireproof 
buildings. Gymnasium. Athletic fields. Cinder track. 
100-acre farm. Manual training shops. $2,500,000 
endowment. $400 a year. Address 
N. H. BATCHELDER, A. M., Headmaster, 



Loomts Institute, 



Windsor, Conn. 



Miss Hall's 

SCHOOL FOR GIRLS 

In the Berkshire Hills, on 
the Holmes Road to Lenox. 
Forty-five acres. One thou- 
sand feet above the sea level. 



Miss MIRA H. HALL, Principal 
Pittsfield, Massachusetts 



^^^^^ 77th vear 



T TJSTQN SEMIN ARY 



77th year opens September, 1917. New $100,000 residence hall, perfect in construction and appointments. 
Each unit of 16 boys under an efficient master. Your boy's personality studied and directed by a large corps of able teachers. All 
the advantages of a high-priced school for moderate terms. Wholesome food. Healtliy outdoor life. Intelligent guidance in work 
and play. Scientific and preparatory departments. Six buildings. Gymnasium. Six-acre athletic fields. 

LOWEU 801IOOL FOK BOYS from 10 to 14. Separate building. Distinctive management and house mother. Illustrated 
booklet. JOSEPH H. SAWYER, L.H.D., Principal, Easthampton, Mass. 



THE MITCHELL MILITARY BOYS SCHOOL 




[; III uiimmI yrn-* 




BILLERICA, MASS. 

A school that appeals to the young Ameri- 
can boy and the discriminating parent. 
Soldiercraf t in its most attractive and bene- 
ficial form. Soldierly bearing and military 
courtesy cultivated. 100 acres for sport. 
Play and study adapted to each boy. 
Preparatory to larger secondary schools. 
Send your boy to us for a wholesome, 
vigorous life in a country school. Tuition 
No extras. 



MAIN BUILDING 



ALEXANDER H. MITCHELL, Principal, Box S. 



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WORCESTER ACADEMY 



FOUNDED 1834 




IS WIDELY PATRONIZED. Boys enrolled in 1916 from 18 itates and 7 countries. 

IS EFFICIENT, witli it> faculty of 20 experienced men. 

HAS ACHIEVED, by tending 160 boys to college in last (our years. 

IS EQUIPPED with Megaron, Infirmary, New Gymnasium, Dining Hall, Playing Fields and Dormitories. 



SEND FOR CATALOG 

D.W. ABERCROMBIE, LL.D.,Prin., Ill Providence St., WORCESTER, MASS. 



Peddie ,^o?Boyi 

Meets the parents' requirement of modem equip- 
ment, high scholastic and moral standards and a 
rational, healthful school life. It secures the en- 
thusiastic co-operation of the boy because of its expert 
faculty leadership, its body of 300 picked students, 
its fine equipment for athletics, high standing in all 
outdoor sports, strong literary and musical clubs and 
general policy of keeping its students busy in worth- 
while waj's. 

^ Peddie Institute is located nine miles from Princeton, midway 
between New York and Philadelphia. Modern school buildings. 
Gymnasium, Swimming Pool, Athletic Field and 60-acre Campus. 
Summer camp. Its certificate is honored by all colleges acceptingcer- 
tificates. Endowment permits moderate rates. 52nd year. Catalog. 

R. W. SWETLAND, LL.D^ Headmaster 
Box 6-W, Hightstown, N. J. 




DUMMER ACADEMY 

SOUTH BYFIELD, MASS. 

155th year. 35 miles from Boston. 330 acres for sports 
and life in the open. Athletic field, tennis court, hockey 
pond, salt water sports. New tuilding just opened 
for boys from 9 to 14. Play and school life carefully 
planned according to the needs of each boy. House- 
mother. For illustrated catalogue address 

CHARLES S. INGHAM. Ph.D. 



BRADFORD ACADEMY 

FOR YOUNG WOMEN 

BKAWFOKU, MASS, 
11 ^th year 

Thirty miles from Boston, in the beautiful Merrimac Valley. 
Extensive grounds and modern equipment. Certificate admits 
to leading colleges. General course of live years and two years' 
course for High School graduates. Address 

Miss LAURA A. KJVOTT, A. M., PrincipaL 




LLEN SCHOOL 



/ ^ FOR BOYS 

^ Founded 1 853. Ten miles from Bos- 

ton. One teacher to six boys. Home life. Ath- 
letics graded to age. Directed play and study. 
Gymnasium, swimming pool, athletic field. Mili- 
tary and Manual training. Our association 
with each boy limits admissions. "A school of dis- 
tinguished alumni." For catalog address 

THOMAS CHALMERS, A.B., D.D., Director 
Box S, West Newton, Mass. 




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St. i Paul's 




TTEALTHFULLY located in beautiful Garden City, 
Long Island, i8 miles from New York. Buildings 
completely equipped. Gymnasium, swimming pool, 
five athletic fields. Competent master at the head 



of each department. 



UPPER SCHOOL 

prepares for any college or scien- 
"1 tific school. One hundred boys. 

LOWER SCHOOL 

for younger boys. Limited to forty. 

I-'oy ijt/unuation and CLitnlot^ address 

Walter R. Marsh, Headmaster 
152 Stewart Avenue. Garden City, L. I. 




Connecticut, Thompson. 

SUMMER TUTORING SCHOOL g^ls 

Girls prepared for examination in any academic subject. All out- 
door sports. Circulars on application to 

Mary Louise Marot, Principal 

Miss Howe and Miss Marot's School 



Massachusetts, West Newton. 

THE MISSES ALLEN SCHOOL 

Each girl's personality observed and developed. 
Write for booklet. 




l ive buildiiigd. Twenty acres Prepares for Colleges Hnd Tech- 
nical Schools. Kanks with the highest prade schools in New 
England, yet the tuition is moderate, Individual influences and 
instruction. Modern gymnasium. Athletic field, running track 
Skating. Invigorating winter sports. 3Hth year. 

Rev. LORIN WEBSTER. L. H. D.. Rector. 



Massachusetts, Berkshire, 
f -p "T CT' AT "R A M ^ school for yonn^ girls, in the invigor- 
*^r\nwOl.rti--Ort.l-v ating: climate of the Berkshires. Thirty 
minutes from Pittsfield. 200 acres, 3 buildings. Number of pupils 
limited. Special care given to home training and development of 
personality. Open-air classes. Outdoor sports. For illustrated 
booklet, address Miss Margery Whiting, Principal. 



Quincy Mansion School 

FOR GIRLS 
WoUaston, Massachusetts 

In historic Quincy. Beautifully located six miles 
from Boston. Attractive estate. Ample grounds 
for outdoor recreation. Artificial lake for boat- 
ing and skating. Three fine buildings. Large 
library. Gymnasium. Special and graduate 
courses of study. Advantages in Art, Music, 
French, German, Italian and English. Certifi- 
cates for college. Large corps of experienced 
teachers. For Year Book address 

Mrs. HORACE M. WILLARD. Principal 




NORTHWESTERN TJillWlAl^ 

The proper time to select a school is while it is in session. Northwestern will 
appeal to discriminating parents and boys. Open to visitors at all times. 

An abundant outdoor life on the stiores of beautiful Lake Geneva. Tliorough preparation for college is the 
serious purpose of the school. Every known improvement in sanitsition, heating, light and fireproofing. A 
fixed flat price which covers board, tuition, uniforms and all necessary expenses, including pocket money. 
For catalog, address ^ ^ DAVIDSON, Superintendent, Lake Geneva, Wis. 



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The Ely Junior School 

Ely Court Greenwich, Connecticut 
A country school for girls under 15. Horseback riding, 
skating, tobogganing, tennis and all summer and 
winter sports. 25 acres of playground. Big sleeping 
porch. Preparatory course for secondary schools. 
Music, modeling, drawing, cooking and sewing. Each 
girl's work and play planned according to her needs. 
MARY BOIES ELY, Principal 



Connecticut, Brookfield Center. 

The Curtis School for Young Boys 

Has grown forty-two years under the same master. Read what 
parents think of the unconscious growth in character in its boys. 

Frederick S. Curtis, Principal. 

Gerald B. Curtis, Assistant Principal. 



Massachusetts, Andover. 

ABBOT ACADEMY 

A School for Girls. Founded 1828. 

23 miles from Boston. General course with Household Science. 
College Preparation. Address Miss Bertha Bailey, Principal. 



New Jersey, Orange. 

MISS BEARD'S SCHOOLFOR GIRLS 

A country school, 13 miles from New York. College preparatory, 
special courses. Music, Art, Domestic Arts and Science. Supervised 
physical work in gymnasium and field. Catalog on request. Address 

Miss Lucie C. Beard. 



Massachusetts, Natick, 28 Highland Street. 

WALNUT HILL SCHOOL 

A College Preparatory School for Girls. 17 miles from Boston. 40 
Acres. Skating Pond. Athletic Fields. 5 Buildings. Gymnasium. 

Miss Conant i d-;„„;„i„ 
Miss Bigelow J P"°"P^'=- 




Mrs. Marshall's School for Little Girls 

A home like boarding and day school lur girls under fifteen, affording 
an abundance of healthful recreation and fitting pupils for the lead- 
ing boarding schools of the East. 

Briarcliff Manor Booklet free on request New York 



The 




School 



Miss Chamberlayne's School 

Faces the Fenway, with its 25 miles of 
bridle paths, lake and walks. Horseback 
riding, skating, tennis. General, special 
and college preparatory courses. Domestic 
science, music, languages (native teachers). 
Beautiful modern residence within a short 
distance of all the city's advantages. 



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Boston, Mass. 



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Wisconsin, Beaver Dam. 

HILLCREST SCHOOL 
For Younger Girls 

AGES 6 TO 15 YE.4RS 

A refined private school with accommodations for a limited number. 
Best home influences combined with preparation for High School 
or Academy. Special opportunities in Music. Outdoor life empha- 
sized. Early correspondence advisable. Address 

Miss Sarah M. Davison. 




THE GATEWAY 

A School for Girls. Three buildings. Athletic 
field. Horseback riding. Domestic Arts. Col- 
lege preparatory, general and special courses. 

Miss ALICE E. REYNOLDS, Principal 
St. Ronan Terrace, New Haven, Conn. 



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I iiiiiuniinni] 



HOWARD 



A Famous Old New England Country School 

Twenty-five miles from Boston. College Preparation. 
General Courses. Domestic Science and Home Man- 
agement. Interior Decorating. Art. Music. Modern 
Languages. The school, home and gymnasium are each 
in separate buildings. Horseback riding, canoeing, 
trips afield. Extensive grounds for tennis, golf, hockey, 
basketball and other sports. Live teachers. $600-$7o'o. 
Upper and lower school; 50 pupils. For catalog address 

MR. and MRS. C. P. KENDALL, Principals 

West Bridgewater, Mass. 



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SEMINAI^ 



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New Jersey, Bordentown-on-the-Delaware. 

Bordentown Military Institute 

for college or business. Efficient faculty, small classes, individual 
attention. Boys taught kow to study. Military training. Supervised 
athletics. 33d year. For catalogue, address Rev, T. H. Landon, 
A.M., D.D., Principal. Cou T. D. Landon, Commandant. 



Co-Educational School 

Rhode Island, Providence. 

MOSES BROWN SCHOOL ^PP-ef/coXT 

college entrance preparation and for success of graduates in college. 
Studio, manual training, athletics, gymnasium, sv/imming pool. 
Lower School^Special home care and training of younger boys. 
Graded classes. Outdoor sports. Catalog, 

Seth K. Gifford, Ph.D., Principal, Providence, R. I. 



Connecticut, Washington. 

RIDGE SCHOOL 

FOR YOUNG BOYS 
A Home and School in the country for very small boys. Wholesome 
outdoor life. Every care. 

Mrs. William Gold Brinsmade. 



Unclassified 

Massachusetts, Wakefield. 

HOME SCHOOL 

A backward or peculiar child could receive the best of care and in- 
struction in the home of a teacher of experience. References given. 
Address 

M. D. Wilson, Wakefield, Mass. 




RdcinS AieimpB^gl 

Brand New Summer Spb^tt^ 

The finest fun you ever had; beats kite-flying all to pieces. 
You can make distance, time and altitude records; get up a 
club and hold contests; race Aeroplanes in pairs, singrly or in 
groups. " IDEAL" Racing Aeroplanes go 'way up "higher 
than a house"; fly fast and far, and with, against or across 
the wind. They are strong, well-made miniature flying ma- 
chines: have adjustable planes, real racing propellers and 
pure Para rubber motors. Five different styles: — 

BLUE BIRD Racing AEROPLANE (Pictured Below) 
CECIL PEOLI 3-ft. Champion RACER 

"IDEAL" 3-ft. RACER 
"IDEAL" Speed-O-Flyer (2-ft. Racer) 
"IDEAL" Speed-O-Plane (1-ft. Racer) 
All sold complete, ready to fly. The CECIL PEOLI Cham- 
pion RACER and the "IDEAL" 3-ft. RACER also sold in 
knock-down form so you can construct them yourself. Get 
an "IDEAL" Racing Aeroplane and have some rea/ sport 
this summer. Take one to Camp with you! 

75 Cents to $8.50 

Sold by Leading Toy^ Sporting Goods and Department 
Stores, Ask your dealer /or the7n / or wrzie to us ajzd 
our Aeroplane Engineer will send yon a Personal 
Letter telling all about them. IP'rite today/ 

Send 5c for this Aeroplane Catalogue. 

Gives full information about "IDEAL" Racing- Aeroplanes. Also 
tells about "IDEAL" Model Aeroplanes: miniatures of war-famous 
American and European Flyers; and how they are built. 48 pages 
for 5 cents; see picture below. Send for it today. 

IDEAL AIRPLANE AND SUPPLY CO. 
84-86 West Broadway New York City 




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Camp ^achu sett- 

FOR BOVS 




Lake Asquam, Holderness, N. H. 
15th season. 7 buildings. 
Boating, fishing, canoe- 
ing, swimming. Athletics 
planned according to 
physical ability of each 
boy. No tents. Fisher 
huts. Music, games and 
a good time every night. 
Camp contests. Tutoring 
if desired. References. 
Write for booklet. 

REV. LORIN WEBSTER, L.H.D. 
Holderness School, 

Plymouth. N. H. 



New- York, Adirondacks. 

CAMP POK-O'-MOONSHINE 

Unquesiionably on^ oi finest camps in the country. Ages Q-17. 
12th season. $20,01)0 equipment. Rates absolutely inclusive. Address 
Dr. C. a. Robinson, Peekskill Academy, Peekskill, N. Y. 



For additional 
facts about 
this unusual 
Camp, see 
page 13, 
April St. 
Nicholas 




Write for inter- 
esting catalog 
and copies of 
the Camp 
paper, 
"The 
Foghorn" 



Lobstering. deep-sea ftsliiii;,', clanib.ikes. and ALL the land sports of 
the usual camps. Seven-day hike frum Purllaiid over Mt.Washington. 
200-mile cruise along' Maine coast in Camp schooner. Trip down the 
St. Lawrence Kiver, visiting Niagara Halls, Thousand Islands, Sague- 
nay Kiver, shooting the Uapids, and visiting Montreal and Quebec. 
This trip is made on foot, and by auto, boat, and by train, sleeping 
outside and traveling on the Canadian side. Membership limited to 
twenty boys, none under thirteen. 

EDGAR P PAUISEN, Principal U. S.M.A., Children's School. WEST POINT. N.Y. 




FOR 
BOYS 



Equipment com- 
plete. Land and 
water sports. 



19(h 
year 



50 Boys in the Morning Setting-up Drill 

Camp WcUcslcy On Lake Ossipee, New Hampshire 

Address EDWARD A. BENNER. 11 CURVE STREET. WELUESLEY. MASSACHUSETTS 



Full fleet. Sailing a 
specialty. Able coun- 
sellors. Booklet. 



CAMP WINNECOOK iSh 

LAKE WINNECOOK, UNITY, MAINE. 15th sea- 
son. Athletic fields for all sports. Horseback riding, 
canoeing, saihng, motor-cruising, auto trips, hikes. 
Indian tribes for juniors, archery, woodcraft. 
Photography. FuUy equipped manual arts shops. 
Tents and bungalows in pines. Send for booklet 



HERBERT L. RAND 3 Shore Road Salem, Mass. 




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Campjs for 




Heal ridiiig instruction under West Point Army Men 



Kineo fCh> for 
Camps MV Boys 

Harrison, Maine 

Three camps — ages, 8-15. EfiScient training, all 
sports. Horseback riding, Kineo Scouts, and 
Mt. Washington Camp under West Point Army 
Men. Mature, safe supervision. uiry 
huuyalows. Ko tents. A $20,000 equipment. 
Carefully safeguarded water sports. Trips, 
"real camping." Two branch camps for trips: 
(1) Mt. Washington; (2) Norway Lake Farm. 
Military Training under Cadet Oliphant, of West 
Point Football Team, and other Military Men. 

Illustrated 40-pac/e booklet 

IRVING N. McCOLL 

HOTEL McALPlN NEW YORK CITY 



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Camp Champlain 

AN IDEAL CAMP FOR BOYS, 
located among the pines on the shores 
of Mallet's Bay, Lake Champlain. 1917 
will be the twenty-fourth successful 
season in the history of Camp Cham- 
plain. Its object is to give the boys the 
happiest, most profitable and healthful 
summer possible — and it carries out its 
purpose. All land and water sports — 
fishing, swimming, horseback riding, 
baseball, tennis, athletic meets. Motor- 
boats, rovvboats, canoes. Hikes and 
trips to the Adirondacks, Green Moun- 
tains, and Montreal. Tutoring if de- 
sired. In charge of councilors who un- 
derstand boys. Military drill under an 
experienced drill-master. Spend a sum- 
mer with splendid fellows from the best 
kind of homes. References required. 
$175 for season. Send for the illustrated 
booklet and read the rest of the story. 

WM. H. BROWN 

President Berkeley-Irving School 
311 West 83d Street New York City 



WAMPANOAG CAMPS 

FOR BOYS Buzzards Bay, Cape Cod ELEVENTH SEASON 

WA IV/f P A M A I 1 T R t'l""'^ Camp for Boys over 14. 62 acres, pine groves, sandy 

IVl MT 1^ \J v.* l_i U MJ beach, protected cove for safe sailing and swimming. 

CAMP W AMPANOAG Salt water Camp for Boys 8-14, inclusive. 

Both Camp and Club offer unusually healthful locations, pure water, safe, sanitary conditions — board-floor tents. Sailing. 
Land and water sports, boating, athletics, under experienced college men. Prizes. Camp mother. For illustrated booklet, 
address Mr. Aldrich Taylor and Mrs. B. E. Taylor, Directors. 

240 Grant Avenue. Newton Centre, Mass. 



Camp Katahdin 



Maine, near 
the White 
Mountain! 




For Boys 17tta Season 

Fishing and all sx>orts 
of real camp life. Play- 
ing and athletic fields. 
Horseback riding under 
direction of a West 
Pointer. Mountain trips. 
Water sports. Games. 
Log cabin and tents. 
Safety, health and a good 
time. 

George E. Pike, B.S., 

Ralph K. Bearce, A.M. 

Powder Point Scliool. 

Duxbury, Mass. 



New Ha.mfshike, Jackson. 

THORN MT. TUTORING SCHOOL 

AND CAiMP FOR BOYS 
Altitude 1600 ft. Big logf cabin. All outdoor sports. Mountain 
climbing:, woodcraft and tutoring. A unique combination of play 
and study. G. A. Bushee, A.B.,B.D., Director, South Byfield, Mass, 



Vermont, Lake Champlain, Grand Isle. 

CAMP VERMONT 

Fifth Season 

An ideal summer camp for boys. Located on Grand Isle in the 
middle of Lake Champlain, just opposite the Plattsburg Training 
Camp. Trips to the Adirondacks, Green Mountains, and Canada. 
Swimming, canoeing, boating, tennis, baseball, basket-ball, golf, and 
all outdoor sports. The councilors are all school men actively engaged 
in the training and supervision of boys. Booklet on request. Apply to 
Principal, Winton J. White 
Englewood High School, Englewood, N. J. 



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Campjs for 'BotJS— ContinueD 



CAMP IDLEWILD 

Lake Winnepesaukee, N. H. 



FIRST THINGS 

Development of character. 
Cultivation of good manners. 
Idealizing of purity of mind and body. 
Vigilance for safety. 
Kobust, healthful life. 



EXPERIENCE COUNTS 

Twenty-five years ot camp life. 
Over fifteen hundred boys in camp. 
Not a single serious accident. 
Mr. Dicl^'s personal supervision 
for twenty-five years. 




Seven miles of lake shore. Fleets 
of canoes and motorboats. Big new 
speed boat. Twenty-sixth year. 

Yourboy deserves the best. Idle- 
wild provides it. 32-page illustrated 
descriptive booklet on request. 

Address 

JOHN M. DICK. B. D. 

358 Exchange Bailding, Boston, Mass. 




"T7ie Purple Slipper" 
S3''2/eet long, 35 H. P., Speed 20 mih 



CAMP WILDM ERE 

IN THE MAINE WOODS 

Sebago Lake region. Has an unexcelled equip- 
ment. Campers have choice of either tents or bunga- 
lows. Motor boats, motor car, 
fine buildings. Cooks who ' 'know 
how." Trips to Mount Wash- 
ington and Poland Spring. Our 
best recommendations are Wild- 
mere boys and their parents. Our 
aim: To enrich and strengthen 
the life of each boy. Booklet 
showing real camp life sent on 
request. 

"Ask our old boys. 
IRVING C. WOODMAN. Box 79, Station L, Brooklyn, N. Y. 




Here's the Dandy Camp! 

Boys, if you have never been in the 
heart of the Maine woods, you 
have a wonderful experience 
awaiting you. On the shores 
of beautiful Lake Cobbos- 
seecontee, under the fra- 
grant pines, is the best 
equipped, healthi- 
est and most pop- 
ular Summer 
Camp in 





Amer- 
ica 




15th Season 



Here you enjoy ev- 
ery healthful outdoor 
sport to your heart's con- 
tent, with leading: college ath- 
letes as councillors. Ideal boat- 
and swimming, canoe trips, 
scouting: Trips into the forest, tennis, 
baseball, basketball, everything for your 
happiness and health, all with refined sur- 
ndings. Write for our interesting booklet — free. 
R.l.MARSDNS, Director, Shandaken Institute, Shandaken, N.Y. 

H. R. MOONEY, Advisory Director 



New- York, Woodland. 

r'amn 'Wakp' Rnhin Younger boys exclusively. 
V^amp YVdRe riUOlU Thirteenth season. Make your 
boy happy, strong, self-reliant through an out-of-door life, including 
woodcraft, nature study, manual training, all sports, and swimming. 
Safety secured by supervision and modern sanitation. Write for 
booklet and full information. Tel. Bergen 4888. 

Mr. H. N. Little, Lincoln High School, Jersey City, New Jersey. 



Maine, Oxford. 

CAMP OXFORD 

"A healthful, happy, helpful summer place for hoy?>y— Bishop Ed- 
win H. Hughes. Land and water sports of every kind. A Camp 
where good-fellowship is manufactured and maintained. Booklet. 

A. F. Caldwell, A.M. 



Massachusetts, Cape Cod. 

■Rrinnio T^nriA '''^ °f camp, all the care of home 
i3»JIlIllc iJUUC 3 fj,^^, (jQyg ( g. [ 4 yggrs), OH breczy, 

sunny, healthy Cape Cod. 

Mrs. Dwight L. Rogers, Housemother and Director. 
Mr. Dwight L. Rogers, Jr., Business Mgr. and Co-director, 

Berlin, Conn. 



Michigan, Onekama. 

CAMP TOSEBO 

Under the management of Todd Seminary for Boys. Wood- 
stock, 111. 20 acres. Fishing, hiking, boating:, swimming. Won- 
derland of woods and water. Unusual equipment. Reasonable 
rates. Overnight boat ride (direct) from Chicago. 

Noble Hu t. Woodstock, 111. 



Pennsylvania, Milfnrd. 

CAMP YAPEECHU 
For Boys 

SEVENTEENTH SEASON 

All the delights and benefits of camp life offered for one month of 
the summer. Season from August 1st to September 1st. For book- 
let and further information, address 

Charle-s Ford Wilson 
924 West State St., Trenton, N. J. 




CAMP KINAPIK 



The Woodcraft Camp for Boys from 8 to 15 
LAKE KEZAR. MAINE 

Unique combination of Maine woods, lakes and White Mountains. 
Gather round tlie council lire, take tlie long canoe trip. learn the 
Becreta of camp and woods as the Indians knew tliem ; fish, swim, 
liunt and have a good time with us ne.\t summer. Each boy 
under tlie personal care of the director. Endorsed by Eraest 
Thornpsou Seton. For illustrated booklet address 

H. C. weNT, Director, Bridgeport, Conn. 



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Campji for 130^|S— ContmueD 



1- •» 




INTERLAKEN 



Summer Camp „asr." JSSr 

On Interlaken farm— 500 acres. Two hundred acres of 
meadow and woodland. Active outdoor life. Boys have fun 
of building their huts, boats, etc. Land sports. Hikes and 
camping amid the ' 'sand dunes. " Boating, fishing, swimming. 
Ponies. Registered Dairy Herd. Men and women counsellors 
from Interlaken School. Noextra charge fortutoring. Address 
INTERLAKEN SCHOOL. Box 110, Rolling Prairie, Indiana 




MINN E-WAWA 

Summer Camp for Boys and Young Men 

Located at Lake of Two Rivers, Algonquin Provincial 
Lake, in the heart of Ontario Highlands. 

Unsurpassed for fishing, canoeing, observation of nature 
and wild animal photography. Just the camp you have 
been looking for. Wholesome moral atmosphere. Highest 
references. Reasonable terms. Write for booklet E. 
W. L. WISE, Pli.B^ Bordentown, N.J. 



Vermont, Lake Fairlee. 

CAMP PASSUMPSIC 

FOR YOUNG BOYS 
Wm. W. Clendenin, 120 Vista Place, Mt. Vernon, N. Y. 



New- York, Catskill Mountains. 

KYLE CAMP 

FOR BOYS 

Model bungalows. No damp tents. All land and water sports. 
Swimming absolutely safe. Rifle Range. Military Drill. Two 
baseball diamonds, etc. Free instruction in any lessons. 

Illustrated booklet. 
Address Dr. Paul Kyle, Kyle School for Boys 
Irvington-on-Hudson, 22 miles from New York, Box S06 



New- York, Adirondack Mountains, Long Lake. 

CAMP BEACON 

Gentleman's private estate. Five thousand acres. Superior camp 
for refined boys. Send for handsome booklet. References required. 
L. C. Woodruff, Headmaster, 107 West 76th Street, Suite IS, N. \'. 



New Hampshire, Lake Winnipesaukee. 

CAMP PASSACONAWAY 

The camp for manly boys. Fine influences. Splendid equipment. 
Swimming, diving, tennis, baseball, athletic meets. Read all about 
it in the booklet. Write to Mr. Wallace E. Richmond, 

Newton High School, Newtonvifle, Mass. 



Maine, Bridgrton, on Long: Lake. 

Camp Sokokis for Boys home"'camp. 

Home cooking. Home care. Individual attention. 
Military drill. Lodge. Bungalows. Site unequaled. 
Splendid beach. Telephone. All athletics. 
O. E. Ferry, 1609 Nottingham Road, Brooklyn, N. Y. 



New Hampshire, Jaffrey. 

CAMP MONADNOCK 

Altitude llSn feet. Boys9-15 years. Watersports. Canoeing:. Ath- 
letics. Scouting. Mountain climbing. Carpentry. Tutoring. 
Frederick S. Ernst, A.B., Direct(5r, 

34 Harrington Street, Newtonville, Mass, 



New Hampshire, White Mountains. 

CAMP PENACOOK FOR BOYS 

Twentieth Season 
Address R. B. Mattern, M.S., Dobbs-Ferry-on-Hudson, N. Y. 



New Hampshire, West Ossipee. 

CAMP FESSENDEN 

On Lake Ossipee. Excellent swimming beach. All camp sports. 
"Small group" canoe and hiking trips a feature. One councillor to 
every three boys. Fifth season. References required. For booklet, 
address John Porter, jR.,Fessenden School, West Newton, Mass. 



Maine, Norway. 

CAMP PENNESSEEWASSEE 

A camp where boys can spend a delightful summer. Every facility 
for camp sports. A vigorous out-of-door life under ideal conditions. 
Personal care and attention for each camper. 

Write for booklet to 

Shepard & Packard. 




Windsor Mountain Camps 

FOR BOYS HILLSBORO, N. H. 

Jtily and Au<nist; also fall and winter. 1570 acres with two lakes and Mt. Windsor— 2000 
feet. Permanent kiosks, water-power mill, electric lights. Machine and hand-crafts. 
All field and water sjxirts, overnight hikes, log cabin making, scouting, large playhouse 
for rainv davs. Preparedness and play with safety our aim. For illustrated booklet 
address the Manager, 48 Boylston SI., Boston. 

niRECTORS 

Pri'S.. L. R. Bi iiNKTr. M, II,, Phys. Dirertor Tufts College 
Treas., G. V. ISrow.n, Mgr. of Athletics Boston A. A. 

Secy.. C. KbkuharI), I'hys. Director Boston Athletic Aes'n 

Manager. O. L. Hkbbkkt. Phys. Director Boston Y. M. C. Union 

Pliysician, C. B. Lhwis, M. D., College Physician, Rutgers 
Resilient, H, li. Skikki., Dir. Fellowship House. Waltham 

H. H, Bai.i.win, Membership Secy, Y. M, C, U. Gym. 



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BALCONY BUILDING 



ASStiMBLY ROOM 



Gamp Naskatucket 

Cape Cod 

Seashore Camp and Summer School for Girls 

Buzzards Bay, Fairhaven, Massachusetts, near Marion 
Limited to 35 members 



SPECIALLY designed balconied building. Poultry. Dairy. Vegetable and 
Fruit Gardens on Estate. Courses in Home-Making; Painting; Modelling; 

Silversmithy; Lace-Making; Embroidery; Indoor and Outdoor Gardening. 
Sports under competent direction. Golf, Tennis, Horseback Riding, Fencing, 
Archery, Swimming, Motor-Boating, Fishing — all a part of each day's schedule. 
Daily physical supervision deemed important. Estate 150 acres. Members 
accepted 10 to 24 years of age. Mature counselors. Medical staff. 

Miss Winifred V. Blanchard, 165 Madison Ave., New York City. Telephone Murray Hill 416 

Long distance telephone. References exchanged. Mr. P. C. Headley, Jr., Fairhaven, Mass. 

(See also page lo, March St. Nicholas, page 19, April St. Nicholas, and page 17, May St. Nicholas) 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Campjs for (Birljs— ContmueD 




The Tela-Wauket Camps 



FOR GIRLS 



ROXBURY, VERMONT 



Seniors, 14-2fi; Juniors, 10-14. 200 acres of wooded mountain- 
side and meadows in the very heart of tlie Green ]\Iountains. 
Private pond for water sports. Athletic fields. Clay tennis 
courts. Camping trips, conducted by experienced guides and 
counselors. Days of exploring", meals cooked over the camp- 
fires. Evenings spent around the big bonfire until its fading 
light marks the time to roll up in our blankets for a night 
under the stars. Daily horseback riding over mountain roads 
and trails. No charge for horses or instruction. Rustic 
sleeping bungalows. Assembly hall for dancing, music and 
games round the big fireplace. Screened dining porches. 
Enthusiastic counselors. All counselor positions filled. 

J llustrated Booklet. 
MR. & MRS. C. A. ROYS. 10 Bowdoin St.. Cambridge. Mass. 




Wisconsin, Green Lake. 

SANDSTONE CAMP 

All water sports. Tennis, basket-ball, riding, archery. 
Arts and crafts, music, dancing, dramatics, tutoringr. 
Sixth season. 

Miss Elva J Holford 
Miss Esther G. Cochrane 
Green Lake, Wisconsin 



Sargent Camps gms 




PETERBORO. N. H. Dr. D. A. SARGENT. President 

Two camps. Seniors, 14 to 24; Juniors, 8-13 
Carefully directed physical training in preparation for 
peace or war. All Field and Water Sports, Horseback 
Riding and Driving, Arts and Crafts, First Aid Instruction. 
Nature Study, Dramatics. Singing and Dancmg Canoeing 
and camping on picturesque lakes. Monadnock and other 
mountain trips. Safety and health our first consideration. 
In spite of greater expense our rates are not increased. 
For illustrated booklet address 

I The Secretary, Everett Street, Cambridge, Mass. \ 




Camp Kenjocketee 

For Girls. ' 'Beyond the Multitude ' ' 

In the wooded hills of Vermont. Tennis, basketball, 
swimming-, canoeing, horseback riding. Bungalows. 
Junior and Senior departments. Address Mr. and Mrs. 
James W. Tyson, Jr., Malvern, Pa., until June 15th and 
then South Strafford. Vt., or 

Miss E. F. Stringer, Hingham, Mass. 



Pennsylvania, Naomi Lake. 

Pin^i Tr^i^^^k CctTrtrx ForGirls. On beautiful NaomiLake, 
r-llic 1 I ee V^cliup jouo feet above sea in pine-laden air of 
Pocono Mountains. Four hours from New York and Pliiladelphia. 
Experienced councilors. Tennis, basketball canoemg, ■ hikes " 
horseback riding Handicrafts, gardening:. Tutoring. 6th Season 
Miss Blanche D. Price, 321 W. School Lane, Pliiladelpliia, Pa. 

New- York, Schroon Lake, Adirondack Mts. 

Pumri Cf^ricir- fnr» r^ir^lc Ideally located. 8th season. 
Uarnp l^eaar lOr IjririS seniors and juniors. Ref. 
req. Experiencedcouncilors. "Wonderful fun," swimming:, canoes, 
tennis, dramatics, hikes. Exc. to Lake George. Personal care given 
Juniors. No studies. "Real recreation." Illustrated booklet. 

Miss Fox, 4048 Chestnut Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 

Massachusetts, Cape Cod. 

CciYTm (""Viorrn^iQCfit Tip of Cape Cod. Aquaplaning 
dllip ^.jIlcuiucsocL sailing, fishing, swimming, motor- 
boating, field sports, scouting, arts and crafts. Bungalows and tents. 
Each girl always m the care of an expert. Season, $150. Illustrated 
booklet. -Address Alice Hamilton Belding, A.B., 

R. & M. Woman's College, Lynchburg, Va. 

Kentucky. 

TRAIL'S END CAMP 

FOR GIRLS 

Fifth season. 250acresoverlookingtho Kentucky River. Bungalow 
and floored tents in cedar grove. Sandy bathmg beach. Experi- 
enced councilors teach swimming, boatuig, horseback riding tennis 
handicrafts, etc. Best of food and care. Two weeks in the mouD- 
tains. Trip through Mammoth Cave. 

Send for booklet. 
Miss Marv DeWitt Snyder 
363 S. Broadway, Lexington, Ky, 



SILVER LAKE CAMP 



A Camp 
in the 

Adiron- 
dacks 



A limited number of girls of the best type given close per- 
sonal care and interest. All camp sports — interesting trips — 
self-government. SleepingonestoryaAooeground. Graduate 
nurse. Junior Camp for Younger Girls. Forbookletaddress 
The Director of Silver Lake Camp, The Harbor View 
62 Montague St., Apt. 26, Brooklyn. N.Y. Tel. 2045 Main 

or 

The Packer Collegiate Institute 
170 Joralemon Street Brooklyn, N. Y. 




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23 



Campjs for (BJirljs— ContdtueD 




Gamp Teconnet for Girls 

On Our Own Island, China Lake, Me. 

Dining hall, assembly house, tents. Swimming-, 
canoeing, motor -boating, land and water sports. 
Crafts and dramatic projects Personally directed by 
Mr. Charles F. Towne (Assistant Superintendent of 
Schools) and Mrs. Towne. Address 

16 Eames Street, Providence, R. I. 



New Hampshire, Francestown. 

GAMP FAIRWEATHER 

FOR GIRLS 



Clear water lake 

Sandy beach 

Pine groves 

Land and water sports 

Horseback riding 

Illustrated booklet 



Mountain climbingf 
Folk and social dancing 
Best of food 
Pure water 
Careful sanitation 
References 6th Season 

Matilda D. Fair weather 



New Hampshire, Lake Winnipesaukee. 

GAMP ACADIA 

FOR GIRLS 

Ninth Season 8 to 16 Years of Age 

Offers a unique home atmosphere for a limited number of girls, as 
well as all camp sports under caie of experienced councilors. 

For Illustrated booklet, address 

Dr. and Mrs. J. G. Quimby, Lakeport, N. H. 



Vermont, Lake Fairlee. 

WYODA 

The Ideal Home Camp for Young Girls 
Personal care under supervision of Camp Mother. 
All land and water sports, handicraft— dancing. Booklet. Mr. and 
Mrs. Harvey Newcomer, Lowerre Summit Park, Yonkers, N. Y. 




Good food. 
Good friends. 
Good fun. 
Good sailing. 
Good swimming. 
Good sports. 
Good salt sea air. 

IVe serve our countn) by gardening 

QUANSET ll^ft^i^. 

Commonwealth Ave. , Newton Center, Mass. 



WINNETASKA 



A Summer Camp for Girls 
Squam Lake, N. H. 




Our enrolment for the regular camp season of 1917, June Z9 to 
August 31, is now closed. Inquiries for 1918 are welcomed. 

ADULT CAMP, JUNE and SEPTEMBER 

WINNETASKA is open for a limited number of girls or adult campers 
during'' the niouths of June aud September. There are excellent oppor- 
tunities then for Nature Study under an experienced leader, for boating", 
swimming-, fishing, trampint^. mountain climbing^, tennis, etc. or tor a 
quiet, restful vacation in the woods beside a beautiful lake. Bunga- 
lows, not tents. For full pnrticulars address 

DR. JOHN B. MAY. CAMP WINNETASKA, ASHLAND, N. H. 



New Hampshire, Bennington. 

THE TALL PINES 

A Small Summer Camp for Girls 
Homelike atmosphere. Send for booklet. 
Miss Evelina Reaveley 
12 Beacon Street, Gloucester, Mass. 



Mr. John Reaveley 
Clarion State Normal School, Clarion, 



Penn. 



Pennsylvania, Pocono Mountains, Lake Arthur. 



THE PENNSYLVANIA 
CAMPS FOR GIRLS 



ONEKA 

Elevation 2001) ft. Bungalows and tents on lake shore. All field 
and water sports, horses, etc. Trained nurse. Junior and Senior 
camps. Booklet on request. Under the personal supervision of 
Mr. and Mrs. E. W. Sipple, 350 W. Duval St., Germantown, Phila. 



Vermont, Fairlee, Lake Morey. 

HOKOMOKO 

CAMP FOR GIRLS 
Swimming, canoeing, tennis, basket-ball, field hockey, horseback 
riding, dancing, mountain climbing, picnics, auto trips, hiking. Good 
fun every minute. Booklet. Mrs. David S. Conant, Bradford, Vt. 



Vermont, Northfield. 

Camp Wuttaunoh for Girls ^^n^alnTSf 

Vermont. Horses, handicrafts, swimming, tennis, nature study, 
social games, all under the most careful supervision. $150 for the 
months of July and August. No extras. Booklet. Accommoda- 
tions provided for parents. Mr. and Mrs. E. A. Shaw. 




THE HANOUM CAMPS 

THETFORD» VERMONT 

Between the White and Green Mountains. Hill Camp for girls 
under i6— Lake Camp over i6. Come sypsy through the mountains, 
ride horseback, swim, canoe on lake and river, design gowns, jewelry, 
baskets, leather articles and pottery, cook by the campfire. dance and 
sing with us next summer. Our girls go home strong in body, men- 
tally alert and inspired with highest ideals. For illustrations and 
booklet address 

PROFESSOR and MRS. C. H. FARNSWORTH. Teachers College, 
Columbia University, New York City 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Campjs for (0(rlis— ContinueD 




PINE KNOLL CAMP 

CONWAY, NEW HAMPSHIRE 

means the happiest summer in a girl's life. 
Heart of White Mountains. Jlost beautiful 
spot in New Enccland. On picturesque, se- 
cluded lona Ijake. Full camp programme. 
Wonderful equipment. Illustrated booklet. 
MRS. FRANCES H. WHITE, 39 Breed Street, lynn, Mass. 



New Hampshire, Stinson Lake. 

CAMP EAGLE POINT 

(Founded 1905) 
A mountain camp for girls. Saddle horses free, water sports, 
athletics ; $175 season. Send for booklet. 

Virginia Si-encer, Ph.D., Sec'y, 21S Madison Ave., New York. 




Wynona Camp 

For Girls Fairlce, Vt. 

Home comforts with outdoor life-electric licht ninmns water 
rustic sleeping bunsilows. In pine grove facing beautifiil 
mountain lake. Canoeinjr. swimming, temns, golf, horseback 
Tilling mountain hikes. Healthful, eniovable life. Careful super- 
vision.' Arts, crafts, tutoring. Rate $250. References required. 
For ritia/oc iJJU^ zneivs address 

THE DIRECTOR, 271 Summer Street, Fitcliburg, Mass. 



Connecticut, Guilford, Pipe Bay. 
-««• -,^„ + ,,l7- Seashore Camp for Girls. 

MenUnCatUK ^^es of beautiful wood- 
land by the ocean. All water and land sports 
May to November. Catalogue. 
Mrs Theodora Ames Hooker, 

High School, Saugus, Mass 




CAMP COWASSET ^-"'^^t 



Imouth* 

lass. 

On Buzzards Bay, Cape Cod, Mass. 
The Seashore Camp for Girls 

Sate cmiut'iiig, swimming and water 
sports. Horseback ruling, tennis, basket 
l>all. tieid contests, feeiiuirs ami 
iniors. Uiiod tu(»d, good fun and 
yuud care. Adtirr^s 

Miss BEATRICE A. HUNT 
Church St., Marlboro, Mass. 




Personality 
Camp for Girls 



SEA PINES 



BREWSTER, MASS. CAPE COD BAY 

On the 100-aere estate of the Sea Pines Personality 
.School. 1000 feet of shore front. Abundance of resi- 
nous pines. Attractive bungalow: cabins and tents. 
Breezy new dining pavilion overlooking the sea. 
Safe boating and swimming. ,Sports. Horseback rid- 
ing. Esthetic dancing. Handicrafts. Corrective gym- 
nastics. Experienced Sea Pines Teachers. Tutoring if 
desired. Excellent advantages in Art and Music. 
Special attention given to physical and mental hy- 
giene. Six weeks of wholesome and enntibling out- 
door life. $12.5 for six weeks. Special arrangements 
for longer season. Address 

Miss FAITH BICKFORD 
THOMAS BICKFORD, A.M., Brewster, Mass., Box S 



North Carolina, Lake Junaluska. 

CAMP JUNALUSKA 

Finest Camp in the South for Girls 
In the "Land of the Sky." Three divisions. All land and water 
sports under careful supervision. Write for booklet. 

Miss Ethel J. McCoy, 169 Charlotte St., Asheville, N. C. 




Aloha 

Camps for Girls 

Locations: South Fairlee. Vt., Fairlee, 
Vt., and Pike, N. H. 

3 distinct camps — ages, 7-13, 13-17, 17-25. 

Fun, Frolic, I- riendships. 

Swimniiny, canoeing, horseback tiding, 
tennis, basketball, baseball. Handicrafts. 
Dramatics. Music. 

Character development, cultivation of 
personality and community spirit. Vigi- 
lance for health and safety. 

12 years of camp life, icoo girls have been 
in camp and not a single serious accident. 
Mr. and Mrs. Gulick's personal supervision. 
Splendid equipment. Regular season July 
and August. Long season, June 15th to 
Sept. 20th. 64-page illustrated booklet. All 
councilor positions tilled. 

Mrs.E.L.Gulick, 236 Lake Road, 
Fairlee. Vermont 



Wisconsin, La Crosse. 

CAMP ANCONA 

IN PICTURESQUE WISCONSIN 
Arranged for twenty exceptional girls. Booklet. 

Miss Josephine Mahoney, Box437A. 



CAMP EDEN 





An Ideal Summer Camp on Long Lake Eighth Season 

All Camp Sports. Hikes and canoe trips a specialty. 
Girls 14-ig. Older girls and mothers welcorne. All con- 
ditions for a comfortable, happy summer. Limited num- 
ber. Moderate rates. Ruthella Gracey, Director. 

For further mformaiion, address 

MARIE C. ECKES, 72 Uncoln Street, Jersey City, N.J. 



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Campjs for d^irlis— ConttnueD 



FOR GIRLS 
On Mallets Bay 



CAMP WINNAHKEE 

Lake Champlain, between the Green and Adirondack Mountains 

The camp for good fun, and high ideals. Swimming, boating, fishing, horseback-riding, tennis, physical 
training, nature study, woodcraft, first-aid, etc. Councilors that are real companions and at the same time 
advisers and guides. Something interesting to do every minute, and the best kind of companionship, because 
Winnahkee girls can only come with the best of references. Ideal conditions for a wonderful time. $200, 
including fare. Booklet tells about it. Send to 

WM. H. BROWN, President Berkeley -Irving School, 311 West 83d Street, New York City 



New- York, Adirondack Mountains. 

CAMP PARADISO FOR GIRLS 

IN THE ADIRONDACKS 

Water sports, hiking, dancing-, motor trips, etc. Expert dietitian in 
charge, spring water, perfect sanitation. Season $145. Give your 
daughter a summer in the Great Out-of-Doors, safe, sheltered, 
happy. She will come back to you stronger in body and character. 
Address 

Rev. and Mks. Royal R. Miller, 5oS West 114th St., New York 



Massachusetts, Orleans, Cape Cod. 

Mrs. Norman White's Camp for Girls 

A Seaside Camp in the pines. All pleasures of life by the sea. Out- 
door sleeping in well-protected Cabins. Limited to 35 girls, from 
8 to 16. Long distance Phone. Booklet. 

Address Mrs. Norman White, 424 West 119th St., N. Y. 



Nova Scotia. 

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Athletics, dancing, sea batliing (sand beach of our own), careful 
supervision, farm food, pure water, sleeping porches, tents. For 
booklet, address * 

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125 .Spring Garden Road, Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. 



Wisconsin, Lake Winnebago. 

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(FOR GIRLS) 

All land and water sports. Long canoe trips. Moun- 
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On Sebago Lake, South Casco, Maine 

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Camp Rosalind 

FOR GIRLS 

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in the open. 1600 feet above the 
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KITCHEN 
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BEDROOMS 
PLUMBING 

USEFUL FACTS FORTHE HOME- 
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DIVISION OF INCOME 
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COOKING 

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Vol. XLIV JUNE, 1917 

Copyright, 1917, by The Centurs' Co. All rights reserved. 

FIGHTING-SHIPS THAT FLY 

BY COMMANDER ORTON P. JACKSON. U. S. N., and 
CAPTAIN PRANK E. EVANS, U. S. M. C. 



No. S 



When the great conflict in Europe began, in 
1914, the part that naval aircraft would play in 
war was little appreciated. That the control of 
the air miglit be necessary before tlie great object 
of all naval battles, the command of the sea, could 
l)e assured, was then admitted by few naval ex- 
perts. The first months of tlie war found tlie 
navies of Europe equipped with but a handful 
of the fighting ships that fly. Their sea-planes 
were practised in scouting and oljserving, but not 
in range-finding for the guns of the fleets or in 
dropping bombs. (The general term "sea-planes" 
covers all flying craft that can operate both on 
the water and al)ove it, whether they have for 
their sea-body a single boat-shaped hull or two 
pontoons.) 

The war brought out these and still otiier uses 
for the sea-planes, and gave to the navies of the 
world a new fighting arm. We shall not wait 
long to see in our own country's navy our present 
squadron of sea-planes become a great air-fleet 
that will require a corps of pilots and observers 
to man it. 

Although the United .States was beliind the 
great nations of Europe in the numlier and skill 
of its birdmen when the European War began, 
that war was but two years old when the Ameri- 
can Government took steps to put our country 
on a par with them. They were Americans, after 
all, who gave the world the aeroplane and the 
first practical hydro-aeroplane, or flying-boat. 

Wilbur and Orville Wright began their experi- 



ments with the aeroplane fourteen years before 
the great conflict awakened Americans to the 
uonderful part thai aircraft were to play in 
warfare. Tiie first flight of these famous 
Ijrothers, over the barren sand-dunes at Kitty 
Hawk, Nortli Carolina, lasted but twelve seconds. 
It was anotlier .Vmerican, Glenn H. Curtiss, who 
made the first successful fliglit in a flying-boat. 
He was then working on aeroplanes for the navy 
and experimented with a biplane equipped with 
floats. Giving this up for one with a true boat- 
body, straightway came success. That was in 
191 [, and the first great stride toward giving the 
American navy its fleet of fighting-boats that 
fly followed five years later, when Congress set 
aside $3,500,000 for naval aircraft alone. 

These are the aircraft that we are interested 
in, for they are as much at home in the water as 
in the air. They can fly by compass far out 
of sight of land, and their skippers and pilots 
are trained solely to fight for and with the fleet. 

There is a great dift'erence in flying over land 
and in flights over water. For that reason the 
navy has its own aeronautic station. In water- 
flying, the aviator has, under favorable condi- 
tions, a level surface on which to alight, while the 
land-flier has often to come to earth on a spot 
thick with obstacles. The air conditions, too, 
are generally better at sea. These advantages, 
however, are partly wiped out, because the water 
machine is harder to handle in the air on account 
of the large and heavy float it must carry. 



676 



FIGHTING-SHIPS THAT FLY 



QUNE, 



Navy aviators, all keen and alert young officers, 
will tell you that when ready for their first flight 
they always remembered having, at some time, 
looked down from a great height. The memory 
was not a pleasant one, and they expected to re- 




HOISTING A FLIER ON BOARD THE U. S. S. NORTH CAROLI.XA. 



peat it on that first flight. Without exception 
they found that this dreaded sensation was en- 
tirely lacking, even when they looked straight 
down. They will also tell you that the '"air- 
holes" we read about are fiction. The pressure 
of the atmosphere is so great that it takes a 
cyclone to make even a tiny hole in the air. 

It may seem curious to think of our navy fliers 
as authorities on such phases of aviation, but the 
world's record for height in flying is a United 
States Navy record. Lieutenant Richard C. 
Saufley, U. S. N., who lost his life in an accident 
in 1916, first made the record on December 3, 
1915, when he soared up to a height of 12,136 
feet in a hydro-aeroplane. He smashed this 
world record again on March 29, 1916, when he 
piloted his machine in a climb of three hours to 
a height of 16,700 feet, or two and one third 
miles. The first American birdmen to operate 
any type of aircraft under war conditions were 
two American naval officers. That was four 
months before the European War broke out. 

While the blue-jackets and marines under 
Admiral Fletcher were holding the Mexican port 
of Vera Cruz in April, 1914, the battle-ship 



Mississippi steamed into Vera Cruz with a regi- 
ment of marines and two hydro-aeroplanes from 
the naval aeronautic station at Pensacola, Florida. 

The machines were hastily assembled and 
launched, and Lieutenants Bellinger and Saufley, 
armed with bombs, scouted 
over the territory occupied by 
Mexican troops ten miles to 
the west, fifteen to the north, 
and twelve miles to the south, 
of the city, bringing back val- 
ualile information. 

The flying-school of the 
navy is at Pensacola, Florida. 
Here is a landlocked bay, five 
miles wide and fifteen long, 
where practice may be had in 
flying over smooth water. 
Only a narrow strip of land 
separates it from the Gulf of 
Mexico, and it takes but a few 
minutes to find the open-sea 
flying. Straight out into the 
Gulf the sea-planes wing, 
without a landmark, buoy, or 
lighthouse to guide them — 
nothing but the compass. 

The station has its concrete 
and floating hangars to house 
the fleet of aeroplanes, its 
dirigible, the captive kite- 
observation-balloon, and the 
free balloon. When the money that Uncle Sam 
has set aside for the station is fully spent, the 
navy's air-fleet will number close to a hundred 
aircraft of all kinds. 

The kite-balloons, attached to a cable which is 




AN AIR-PILOT RI.ADV l iiK A FLIGHT. 

reeled on deck, can be sent up 1500 feet above 
the deck of a battle-ship. The basket hung from 
each balloon carries two officers. From their 
lofty perch you can imagine how much farther 
they can see than the spotters on the platforms 



I9I7.] 



FIGHTING-SHIPS THAT FLY 



677 



of the military masts, who have a radius of ten 
miles. Over a telephone-wire the men in the 
basket send their news back to the battle-ship 
below. The kites are 8i feet over all, 22 feet 
high and broad, and each weighs 1081 pounds. 
Curious flaps, or air-pockets, at the side are kept 
open by guy-lines. These pockets and the tail- 
cups (that look so much like 
the tail of a boy's kite) are to 
steady the kite and the basket 
beneath. It is not a rare thing, 
however, for the kite to drop 
a hundred feet without warn- 
ing, and officers for whom 
gales at sea have no terrors 
fall easy victims to seasickness 
when flying above the sea in 
the unruly kite-balloons. 

The Pensacola station is 
busy as a beehive. Scouts 
speed away and glide Ijack. 
New officers take their first 
''joy ride." Motors and ma- 
chines are tested in the shops. 
In other buildings experts on 
all aeronautic subjects deliver 
lectures. 

When a new officer reports 
for duty, an instructor first 
takes him on the joy ride to 
show him how it feels to fly. 
Then come studies and flights, 
work in the shop to learn the 
construction and repair of 
machine and motors, and ex- 
periments with the dirigible 
and balloons. Soon he is al- 
lowed to handle a machine 
himself, with the instructor at 
his side, and finally he flies 
alone. A medical officer ex- 
amines him once a week to see 
that his nerves are equal to 
the strain of flying. Any fail- 
ure either in the work or in 
the medical examinations is 
the end of the course. The 
flying work of the navy goes only to picked 
men. 

As the course goes on it becomes more excit- 
ing. The student learns to make spirals, to clinil) 
to higher altitudes, to fly in rough weather, to 
lay his course by compass out at sea, and is tried 
out for endurance by long flights in the air. 
When he passes these tests, he must be launched 
from a catapult while a ship is under way. He 
lands in deep sea waves and is hoisted aboard ship 



in his machine. He sends and receives radio 
messages while aloft, and then comes the test 
for a naval aviator's certificate. In this trial 
the work is much the same, but under more diffi- 
cult conditions. For instance, he must climl) 
10,000 feet and land between certain marks with 
his motor cut off while 1000 feet up in the air ; 




,S ofl-lyil.i;." 
A SUBMARINE 



TWENTY FEET UNDER WATER WITH THE SHADOW 
OF THE AEROI'LANE ACROSS IT. 

he must find a vessel 100 miles out at sea 
by compass-l^earings ; he must fly in very bad 
weather, and must personally prepare his ma- 
cliine for launching from a cruiser's deck up to 
the pulling of the trigger of the catapult. One 
more test comes, which is mainly in air naviga- 
tion. When he passes this lie is a navy air-pilot 
and can fly wlien he pleases and do as he pleases 
in the air. 

All our battle-cruisers and scouts are to be 



678 



FIGHTING-SHIPS THAT FLY 



[June, 



equipped witli a catapult for launching aeroplanes 
into the air from the ship's deck. The plane 
flies alongside, rests on the water like a great 
sea-fowl, and is hoisted aboard wliile the cruiser 




THE NAVV S KITE-BALI. OON 




AND A PHOTOGRAPH TAKKN FKOM IT. IT SHOWS THE BOTTOM OF THE BAY 
FOUTV FEET BELOW THE bURF.ACE. 



steams along. It is then secured to a car pro- 
pelled along a track at a final speed of fifty 
miles an hour. At the start, the machine's motor 



is also set in motion. On reaching the end of the 
track the car is halted, while at the same 
moment the machine is released for its flight 
in the air, like some great sea-bird, her crew 
ready for fighting or scouting 
as the case may be. Without 
the catapult's help it would be 
impossible for the aeroplane to 
"get ofi:" in rough, open sea- 
water without being wrecked. 
The navy fliers found it a 
simple matter to land on the 
open sea and then be hoisted 
aboard, but to start the flight 
while out at sea was a puzzle 
until an American naval offi- 
cer invented the catapult. 

With all the building of 
anti-aircraft or "sky" guns to 
l)ring down the lords of the 
air, the most effective way is 
still to fight them from an- 
other aeroplane. The first 
machine-gun used with success 
from an aeroplane in the Eu- 
ropean War was the Lewis 
gun, the invention of an 
American army officer. Our 
navy fliers carry light ma- 
chine-guns that can reel off 
strings of flying bullets to 
luring down the enemy planes, 
and the crews carry auto- 
matic pistols for fighting at 
close range. Besides this they 
are equipped with bombs, and 
gear with which to drop them 
on their target. The dropping 
of explosives and bombs from 
the height of a mile has been 
practised with good results. 
In time of war our sea-planes 
would be used to drop them 
on fleets, submarine bases, 
navy-yards, and the hangars 
of enemy aerial fleets. You 
can imagine what havoc one 
dropped into a funnel or hatch- 
way of a man-o'-war would 
work ! Steel arrows, dropped 
from a height in clusters, have 
shown almost as much offen- 
sive power as the bullets of a 
machine-gun. 
Scouting over the open sea is done by our naval 
birdmen even in foggy weather and far out of 
sight of land. To hide them from enemy scouts. 



FIGHTING-SHIPS THAT FLY 



679 



the wings of their aircraft are usually painted 
in striped colors that blend with the sea and 
sky. When well up in the air they can see ob- 
jects at a considerable distance beneath the 
surface of the water, just as the fish-hawk lo- 
cates his prey. Submarines fifty feet under water 
are easily picked up and followed by the aero- 
planes, and mine-fields, too, may be clearly seen 
by the keen-eyed pilots of the air. 

They are the "eyes of the fleet," and if we 
had had but one at the time of the Spanish War, 
the fleet would have soon located Cervera's 



may be the role of the birdmen to shun battle 
and fly back with news of the enemy. 

Perhaps the l)est protection against the Zep- 
pelins, that "know no frontiers," and against the 
raids of enemy ships will be the aerial coast 
patrol that both naval and military experts have 
worked for. The first American unit, operating 
with the mosquito fleet (as an assemblage of 
small craft is called), composed of destroyers 
and motor-boats off the Atlantic Coast last sum- 
mer, located the ships of the attacking fleet as 
well as submerged mines. With two to three 




Courtesy of " l-Iyiiiij " 

IHK 300 HORSli-POWER, TWIN-MOTOKEU GALLAUUirr SEA-1'LANE, KUILT FOK IHE UNITED STATES NAVY. 



squadron in Santiago Harbor, it might have 
found the Spanish ships before they reached 
that haven and ended the war then and there. So 
we can now see how our new aerial fleet will 
sweep away the "fog of war" in future battles. 
It was Wellington who complained that he could 
only guess what was going on "on the other 
side of the hill," for in those days all scouting 
was limited to the cavalry. 

One of the greatest services that our air-fleet 
will give in battle will be to fly well ahead of 
the fleet to watch the fall of her shells. liither 
by wireless or by dropping smoke-bombs that tell 
the story they will flash back to the guns the cor- 
rect range. The kite-balloons, hovering just 
above our ships, will give a similar service. 
When the battle- and scout-cruisers speed far 
ahead of the battle-line, the dirigibles and sea- 
planes will go with them. Then may come a 
great fight between the enemv- air-fleets, or it 



times the speed of destroyers, they proved a great 
factor in finding and following su])marines. 

With a picket-line of fast sea-planes along our 
immense coast-line, operating fifty to a hundred 
miles offshore like so many winged sentinels, 
ships fifty miles distant could be seen. Back 
to the nearest shore radio would go news of the 
enemy's approach, throwing into action the 
fleet, the destroyers, and the submarine forces, 
and calling troops to the threatened section. 

As fast as new machines are turned out, there 
are new volunteers from officers and enlisted men 
of both the navy and the marines to take the 
course at the navy's flying-school in Florida. 
Flying never loses its interest and thrill. To fly 
for the fleet adds to its charm, for it then has a 
purpose. Behind the fascination of it lies the 
lure of a new and i)owerful weapon of warfare 
that will fight its future battles thousands of feet 
al)Ove deep-sea water. 



On, what "s the sweetest flower tliat grows? 

The rose, tlie rose ! 
The wild rose in the orchard hedge. 
The rambler at the window ledge. 
The sweet-briar at the garden gate, 
The monthly rose that lingers late. 

'I'he stately flower with stem so tall 
It fits the vases in the hall, 
The red, red rose with royal air 
That lover sends to lady fair. 
The velvet rose so dark and fine. 
The rose with hundred leaves and nine. 
Oh, what 's the proudest flower that grows ? 
The rose, the rose ! 



ALICE FREEMAN PALMER: "THE 
PRINCESS" OF WELLESLEY 



( *' Heroines of Service "^V/ ) 



BY MARY R. PARKMAN 



Our echoes roll from soul to soul, 
And grow forever and forever. 

Tennyson. 

This is the story of a princess of our own time 
and our own America — a princess who, while 
little more than a girl herself, was chosen to 
rule a kingdom of girls. It is a little like the 
story of Tennyson's "Princess," with Iier woman's 
kingdom, and very much like the happy, old- 
fashioned fairy-tale. 

We have come to think it is only in fairj'- 
tales that a golden destiny finds out the true, 
golden heart, and, even though she masquerades 
as a goose-girl, discovers the "kingly child" and 
brings her to a waiting throne. We are tempted 
to believe that the chance of birth and the gifts 
of wealth are the things that spell opportunity 
and success. But this princess was born in a 
little farm-house, at Colesville, New York, and 
to a daily round of hard work and plain living. 
But it was also a life of high thinking and rich 
enjoyment of what each day brought. 

"Give me health and a day, and I will make 
the pomp of emperors ridiculous!" said the sage 
of Concord. So it was with little Alice I'^ree- 
man. As she picked wild strawberries on the 
hills, and climbed the apple-tree to lie for a bliss- 
ful minute in a nest of swaying blossoms under 
the blue sky, she was, as she .said, "happy all 
over." The trappings of royalty can add noth- 
ing to one who knows how to be royally happy 
in gingham. 

But Alice was not always following the pasture 
path to her friendly brook, or running across the 
fields with the calling wind, or dancing with her 
shadow in the barn-yard, when even the prosy 
hens stopped pecking corn for a minute to 
watch. She had work to do for Mother. ' When 
she was only four, she could dry the dishes with- 
out dropping one ; and when she was six, she 
could be trusted to keep the three toddlers 
younger than herself out of mischief. 

"My little daughter is learning to be a real 
little mother," said Mrs. PVeeman, as she went 
about her work of churning and baking without 
an anxious thought. 

It was Sister Alice who pointed out the robin's 
nest, and found funny turtles and baby toads to 
play with. She took the little brood with her to 



hunt eggs in the barn and to see the ducks sail 
around like a fleet of boats on the pond. When 
Ella and Fred were wakened by a fearsome 
noise at night, they crept up close to their little 
mother, who told them a story about the funny 
screech-owl in its hollow-tree home. 

"It is the ogre of mice and bats, but not of 
little boys and girls," she said. 

"It sounds funny now, Alice," they whispered. 
"It 's all right since you told the story." 

When Alice was seven a change came in the 
home. The father and mother had some serious 
talks, and then it was decided that Father should 
go away for a time, for two years, to study to 
be a doctor. 

"It is hard to be chained to one kind of life 
when all the time you are sure that you have 
powers and possibilities that have never had a 
chance to come out in the open," she heard hei' 
father say one evening. "I have always wanted 
to be a doctor; I can never be more than a half- 
hearted farmer." 

"You must go to Albany now, James," said 
the dauntless wife. "I can manage the farm 
until you get through your course at the medical 
college; and then, when you are doing work 
into which you can put your whole heart, a 
better time must come for all of us." 

"How can you possibly get along?" he asked 
in amazement. "How can I leave you for two 
years to be farmer, and father and mother, too?" 

"There is a little bank here," she said, taking 
down a jar from a high shelf in the cupboard 
and jingling its contents merrily. "I have been 
saving bit by bit for just this sort of thing. And 
Alice will help me," she added, smiling at the 
child who had been standing near looking from 
father to mother in wide-eyed wonder. "You 
will be the little mother while I take Father's 
place for a time, won't you, Alice?" 

"It will be cruelly hard on you all," said the 
father, soberly. "I cannot make it seem right." 

"Think how much good you can do after- 
ward," urged his wife. "The time will go very 
quickly when we are all thinking of that. It is 
not hard to endure for a little for the sake of 
'a gude time coming' — a better time not only for 
us, but for many beside. For I know you will 
be the true sort of doctor, James." 



ALICE FREEMAN PALMER: "THE PRINCESS" OF WELLESLEY 683 



Alice never quite knew how they did manage 
during those two years, but she was quite sure 
that work done for the sake of a good to come 
is all joy. 

"I owe much of what I am to my milkmaid 
days," she said. 

She was always sorry for children who do 
not grow up with the sights and sounds of the 
country. "One is very near to all the simple, real 
things of life on a farm," she used to say. 




ALICE FREEMAN I'ALMKK. 



"There is a dewy freshness about the early out- 
of-door experiences, and a warm wholesome- 
ness about tasks that are a part of the common 
lot. A country child develops, too, a responsi- 
bility — a power to do and to contrive — that the 
city child, who sees everything come ready to 
hand from a near-by store, cannot possibly gain. 
However much some of my friends may deplore 
my own early struggle with poverty and hard 
work, I can heartily echo George Eliot's boast : 

'But were another childhood-world my share, 
I would be born a little sister there.' " 

When Alice was ten years old the family 
moved from the farm to the village of Windsor, 



where Dr. Freeman entered upon his life as a 
doctor, and where Alice's real education began. 
From the time she was four she had, for varying 
periods, sat on a bench in the district school, 
but for the most part she had taught herself. 
At Windsor Academy she had the advantage of 
a school of more than average efficiency. 

"Words do not tell what this old school and 
place meant to me as a girl," she said years after- 
ward. "Here we gathered abundant Greek, 
Latin, French, and mathematics ; here we were 
taught truthfulness, to be upright and honorable; 
here we had our first loves, our first ambitions, 
our first dreams, and some of our first disap- 
pointments. We owe a large debt to Windsor 
Academy for the solid groundwork of education 
that it laid." 

More important than the excellent curriculum 
and wholesome associations, however, was the 
influence of a friendship with one of the teach- 
ers, a young Harvard graduate who was support- 
ing himself while preparing for the ministry. 
He recognized the rare nature and latent powers 
of the girl of fourteen, and taught her the de- 
lights of friendship with nature and with books, 
and the joy of a mind trained to see and ap- 
])reciate. He gave her an understanding of her- 
self, and aroused the amljition, which grew into 
a fixed resolve, to go to college. But more than 
all, he taught her the value of personal influence. 

"It is people that count," she used to say. "The 
truth and beattty that are locked up in books and 
in nature, to which only a few have the key, 
begin really to live when they are made over 
into human character. Disembodied ideas may 
mean little or nothing ; it is when they are 
"made flesh' that they can speak to our hearts and 
minds." 

As Alice drove about with her father when he 
went to see his patients and saw how this true 
"doctor of the old school" v,'as a physician to 
the mind as well as the body of those who turned 
to him for help, she came to a further realiza- 
tion of the truth : It is people that count. 

"It must be very depressing to have to as- 
sociate with bodies and their ills all the time," 
she ventured one day when her father seemed 
more than usually preoccupied. She never for- 
got the light that shone in his eyes as he turned 
and looked at her. 

"We can't begin to minister to the body until 

we understand that spirit is all," he said. "What 

we are pleased to call body is but one expression 

— and a most marvelous expression — of the 

hidden life , , . , 

that impels 

All thinking things, all objects of all thought, 
And rolls through all things.' " 



684 ALICE FREEMAN PALMER: "THE PRINCESS" OF WELLESLEY [June, 



It seemed to Alice that this might be a favor- 
able time to broach the subject of college. He 
looked at her in utter amazement; few girls 
thought of wanting more than a secondary edu- 
cation in those days, and tliere were still fewer 
opportunities for them. 

''Why, daughter," he exclaimed, "'a little more 
Latin and mathematics won't make you a better 
home-maker ! Why should you set your heart 
on this thing?" 

"I must go, Father," she answered steadily. 
"It is not a sudden notion; I have realized for 
a long time that I cannot live my life — the life 
that I feel I have it within me to live — without 
this training. I want to be a teacher — the best 
kind of a teacher— just as you wanted to be a 
doctor." 

"But, my dear child," he protested, much 
troubled, "it will be as much as we can manage 
to see one of you through college, and that one 
should be Fred, who will have a family to look 
out for one of these days." 

"If you let me have this chance. Father," said 
Alice, earnestly, "I '11 promise that you will 
never regret it. I '11 help to give Fred his 
chance, and see that the girls have the thing 
they want as well." 

In the end Alice had her way. It seemed as 
if the strength of her single-hearted longing had 
power to compel a reluctant fate. In June, 1872, 
when but a little over seventeen, she went to 
Ann Arbor to take the entrance examinations for 
the University of Michigan, a careful study of 
catalogues having convinced her that the stand- 
ard of work was higher there than in any col- 
lege then open to women. 

A disappointment met her at the outset. Her 
training at Windsor, good as it was, did not 
prepare her for the university requirements. 
"Conditions" loomed mountain high, and the ex- 
aminers recommended that she spend another 
3'ear in preparation. Her intelligence and 
character had won the interest of President 
Angell, however, and he asked that she be 
granted a trial of six weeks. His confidence in 
her was justified; for she not only proved her 
ability to keep up with her class, but steadily 
persevered in her double task until all condi- 
tions were removed. 

The college years were "a glory instead of a 
grind," in spite of the ever-pressing necessity 
for strict economy in the use of time and money. 
Her sense of values — "the ability to see large 
things large and small things small," which has 
been called the best measure of education — 
showed a wonderful harmony of powers. While 
the mind was being stored with knowledge and 



the intellect trained to clear, orderly thinking, 
there was never a "too-muchness" in this direc- 
tion that meant a "not-enoughness" in the realm 
of human relationships. Always she realized 
that it is people that count, and her supreme 
test of education, as of life, was its "consecrated 
serviceableness." President Angell in writing 
of her said : 

One of her most striking characteristics in college 
was her warm and demonstrative sympathy with her 
circle of friends. Her soul seemed bubbling over with 
joy, which she wished to share with the other girls. 
While she was therefore in the most friendly relations 
with all the girls then in college, she was the radiant 
center of a considerable group whose tastes were con- 
genial with her own. Without assuming or striving for 
leadership, she could not but be to a certain degree a 
leader among these, some of whom have attained posi- 
tions only less conspicuous for usefulness than her own. 
Wherever she went, her genial, outgoing spirit seemed 
to carry with her an atmosphere of cheerfulness and 
joy. 

In the middle of her junior year, news came 
from her father of a more than usual financial 
stress, owing to a flood along the Susquehanna, 
which had swept away his hope of present gain 
from a promising stretch of woodland. It seemed 
clear to Alice that the time had come when she 
must make her way alone. Through the recom- 
mendation of President Angell she secured a 
position as teacher of Latin and Greek in the 
High School at Ottawa, Illinois, where she 
taught for five months, receiving enough money 
to carry her through the remainder of her col- 
lege course. The junior work omitted was made 
up partly during the summer vacation and partly 
in connection with the studies of the senior year. 
An extract from a letter home will tell how the 
busy days went : 

This is the first day of vacation. I have been so busy 
this year that it seems good to get a change, even 
though I do keep right on here at work. For some time 
I have been giving a young man lessons in Greek every 
Saturday. I have had two junior speeches already, and 
there are still more. Several girls from Flint tried to 
have me go home with them for the vacation, but I 
made up my mind to stay and do what I could for my- 
self and the other people here. A young Mr. M. is 
going to recite to me every day in Virgil ; so with teach- 
ing and all the rest I sha'n't have time to be home- 
sick, though it will seem rather lonely when the other 
girls are gone and I don't hear the college bell for two 
weeks." 

Miss Freeman's early teaching showed the 
vitalizing spirit that marked all of her rela- 
tions with people. 

"She had a way of making you feel 'all dipped 
in sunshine'," one of her girls said. 

"Everything she taught seemed a part of her- 
self." another explained. "It was n't just some- 



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thing in a book that she had to teach and you 
had to learn. She made every page of our his- 
tory seem a part of present Hfe and interests. 
We saw and feh the things we talked about." 

The fame of this young teacher's influence 
traveled all the way from Michigan, where she 
was principal of the Saginaw High School, to 
Massachusetts. Mr. Henry Durant, the founder 
of Wellesley, asked her to come to the new 
college as teacher of mathematics. She declined 
the call, however, and, a year later, a second and 
more urgent invitation. Her family had re- 
moved to Saginaw, where Dr. Freeman was 
slowly building up a practice, and it would mean 
leaving a home that needed her. The one brother 
was now in the university ; Ella was soon to be 
married ; and Stella, the youngest, who was most 
like Alice in temperament and tastes, was look- 
ing forward hopefully to college. 

But at the tin>e when Dr. Freeman was be- 
coming established and the financial outlook be- 
gan to brighten, the darkest days that the family 
had ever known were upon them. Stella, the 
chief joy and hope of them all, fell seriously 
ill. The "little mother" loved this "starlike girl" 
as her own child, and looked up to her as one 
who would reach heights her feet could never 
climb. When she died it seemed to Alice that 
she had lost the one chance for a perfectly under- 
standing and inspiring comradeship that life 
ofYered. At this time a third call came to 
Wellesley, — as head of the department of his- 
tory, — and hoping that a new place with new 
problems would give her a fresh hold on joy, 
she accepted. 

Into her college work the young woman of 
twenty-four put all the power and richness of 
her radiant personality. She found peace and 
happiness in untiring effort, and her girls found 
in her the most inspiring teacher they had ever 
known. She went to the heart of the history 
she taught, and she went to the hearts of her 
pupils. 

"She seemed to care for each of us — to find 
each as interesting arid worth while as if there 
were no other person in the world," one of her 
students said. 

Mr. Durant had longed to find just such a per- 
son to build on the foundation he had laid. It 
was in her first year that he pointed her out 
to one of the trustees. 

"Do you see that little dark-eyed girl? She 
will be the next president of Wellesley," he said. 

"Surely she is much too young and inex- 
perienced for such a responsibility," protested 
the other, looking at him in amazement. 

"As for the first, it is a fault we easily out- 



grow," said Mr. Durant, dryly, "and as for her 
inexperience — well, I invite you to visit one of 
her classes." 

The next yeaV, on .the death of Mr. Durant, 
she was made acting president of the college, 
and the year following she inherited the title 




Fruiii tile sculptuie by Daniel Chester I-"reiicli. 



THE MEMORIAL TABLET IN THE CHAPEL A T WELLESLEY. 

and honors, as well as the responsilnlities and 
opportunities, of the office. The Princess had 
come into her kingdom. 

The election caused a great stir among tiie 
students, particularly the irrepressible seniors. 
It was wonderful and most inspiring that their 
splendid Miss Freeman, who was the youngest 
member of the faculty, should have won this 
honor. Why, she was only a girl like them- 
selves ! The time of strict observances and tire- 
some regulations of every sort was at an end. 



686 ALICE FREEMAN PALMER: "THE PRINCESS" OF WELLESLEY [June, 



Miss Freeman seemed to sense tlie prevailing 
mood, and, witliout waiting for a formal as- 
sembly, asked the seniors to meet her in her 
rooms. 

They came pouring in, overflowing chairs and 
tables, and ranging themselves about on the floor 
in animated, expectant groups. The new head 
of the college looked at them quietly for a minute 
before she began to speak. 

'T have sent for you seniors," she said at last 
seriously, "to ask your advice. You may have 
heard that I have been called to the position of 
acting president of your college. I am, of course, 
too young ; and the duties are, as you know, too 
heavy for the strongest to carry alone. If I 
must manage alone, there is only one course — 
to decline. It has, however, occurred to me 
that my seniors might be willing to help by 
looking after the order of the college and leav- 
ing me free for administration. Shall I ac- 
cept? Shall we work things out together?" 

The hearty response made it clear that the 
princess was to rule not only by "divine right," 
but also l)y the glad "consent of the governed." 
Perhaps it was her youth and charm and the 
romance of her brilliant success that won for 
her the affectionate title of "The Princess"; 
])erhaps it was her undisputed sway in her 
kingdom of girls. It was said that her radiant, 
"outgoing spirit" was felt in the atmosphere of 
the place and in all the graduates. Her spirit 
became the Wellesley spirit. 

"What did she do besides turning all of you 
into an adoring band of Freeman-followers?" a 
Wellesley woman was asked. 

The reply came without a moment's hesita- 
tion: "She had the life-giving power of a true 
creator, one who can entertain a vision of the 
ideal, and then work patiently bit by liit to 'carve 
it in the marble real.' She built the Wellesley 
we all know and love, making it practical, con- 
structive, fine, generous, human, spiritual." 

For six years the Princess of Wellesley ruled 
her kingdom wisely. She raised the standard 
of work, enlisted the interest and support of 
those in a position to help, added to the buildings 
and equipment, and won the enthusiastic coopera- 
tion of .students, faculty, and public. Then, one 
day, she voluntarily stepped down from her 
throne, leaving others to go on with the work 
she had begun. She married Professor George 
Her])ert Palmer of Flarvard, and (quite in the 
manner of the fairy-tale) "lived happily ever 
after." 

"What a disappointment !" some of her friends 
said. "That a woman of such unusual powers 
and gifts should deliberately leave a place of 



large usefulness and influence to shut herself 
up in the concerns of a single home !" 

"There is nothing better than the making of a 
true home," said Alice Freeman Palmer. "I 
shall not be shut away from the concerns of 
others, but more truly a part of them. 'For love 
is fellow-service, I believe.' " 

The home near Harvard Yard was soon felt 
to be the most free and perfect expression of her 
generous nature. Its happiness made all life 
seem happier. Shy undergraduates and absorbed 
students who had withdrawn overmuch within 
themselves and their pet problems found there 
a thaw after their "winter of discontent." 
Wellesley girls — even in those days before auto- 
mobiles — did not feel fifteen miles too great a 
distance to go for a cup of tea and a half-hour 
by the fire. 

Many were surprised that Mrs. Palmer never 
seemed worn by the unstinted giving of herself 
to the demands of others on her time and 
sympathy. The reason was that their interests 
were her interests. Her spirit was indeed "out- 
going" ; there was no Chinese wall hedging in a 
certain number of things and people as hers, with 
the rest of the world outside. As we have seen, 
people counted with her supremely ; and the 
ideas which moved her were those wdiich she 
found living in the joys and sorrows of human 
hearts. 

Mrs. Palmer wrote of her days at this time: 

I don't know what will happen if life keeps on grow- 
ing so much better and brighter each year. How does 
your cup manage to hold so much ? Mine is running 
over, and I keep getting larger cups; but I can't con- 
tain all my blessings and gladness. We are both so 
well and busy that the days are never half long enough. 

Life held, indeed, a full measure of opportuni- 
ties for service. Wellesley claimed her as a 
member of its executive committee, and other 
colleges sought her counsel. When Chicago 
University was founded, she was induced to 
serve as its Dean of Women until the opportuni- 
ties for girls there were wisely established. She 
worked energetically raising funds for Rad- 
"cliffe and her own Wellesley. Throughout the 
country her wisdom as an educational expert 
was recognized, and her advice sought in matters 
of organization and administration. For sev- 
eral years, as a member of the Massachusetts 
State Board of Education, she worked early and 
late to improve the efficiency and influence of the 
normal schools. She was a public servant who 
brought into all her contact with groups and 
masses of people the simple directness and in- 
timate charm that marked her touch with in- 
dividuals. 



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COLLEGE HALL, DESTROYED BY 
FIRE IN I914. 




SHAFER HALL, ONE OF THE FOUR "QUADRANGLE 
DORMITORIES. 





TOWER COURT, WHICH STANDS ON THE SITE 
OF COLLEGE HALL. 



POMEROY HALL, ANOTHER OF I IIF. 
"QUADRANGLE" GROUP 



SOME OF THE WELLESLEY COLLEGE BUILDINGS. 



''How is it that you are able to do so much 
more than other people?" asked a tired, nervous 
woman, who stopped Mrs. Palmer for a word at 
the close of one of her lectures. 

"Because," she answered, with the sudden 
gleam of a smile, "I have n't any nerves nor 
any conscience, and my husband says I have n't 
any backbone." 

It was true that she never worried. She 
had early learned to live one day at a time, with- 
out "looking before and after." And nobody 
knew better than Mrs. Palmer the renewing 
power of joy. She could romp with some of her 
very small friends in the half-hour before an 
important meeting; go for a long walk or ride 
along country lanes when a vexing problem con- 
fronted her; or spend a quiet evening by the 
fire reading aloud from one of her favorite poets 
at the end of a busy day. 

For fifteen years Mrs. Palmer lived this life 
of joyful, untiring service. Then, at the time 
of her greatest power and usefulness, she died. 



The news came as a personal loss to thousands. 
Just as Wellesley had mourned her removal to 
Cambridge, so a larger world mourned her 
earthly passing. But her friends soon found that 
it was impossible to grieve or to feel for a 
moment that she was dead. The echoes of her 
life were livipg echoes in the world of those 
who knew her. 

There are many memorials speaking in dif- 
ferent places of her work. In the chapel at 
Wellesley, where it seems to gather at every 
hour a golden glory of light, is the lovely trans- 
parent marble of Daniel Chester French, eter- 
nally bearing witness to the meaning of her in- 
fluence with her girls. In the tower at Chicago 
the chimes "make music, joyfully to recall" her 
lal)ors there. But more lasting than marble or 
bronze is the living memorial in the hearts and 
minds "made better by her presence." For it is, 
indeed, people that count, and in the richer lives 
of many the enkindling spirit of Alice Freeman 
Palmer still lives. 



THE INDIAN FLUTE-SONCx 



I DO not blame the little birds 

For flying down so near ; 
I do not blame the little brook 

For creeping close to hear; 
The tiny specks of sunshine too 

That flutter from the sky, 
And drop in spots of golden light 
Down through the leaves so green and bright, 

And on the soft grass lie; 
They come in answer to a voice 

That seems a brother's call; — 
The flute-song that my father plays, 

The sweetest song of all ; 
It brings the summer breezes back . 



Just as they thought to creep 
To sunny lands so far away, 
Where they could take a holiday, 

And, drowsy, drop to sleep. 

It sets the little aspen-leaves 

To dancing on the tree ; 
And starts my heart to singing 

To the sweetest melody. 
And even in my dreams at night 

I hear the flute-song call, 
So sweet and drowsy, low and clear, 
It brings the woodland voices near, 

And seems to sing them all. 

Grace Pitrdic Moon. 



SETTING UP JACK 

BY RODMAN GILDER 

ILLUSTRATED WITH EXERCISES AND PHOTOGRAPHS FROM "THE PLATTSP.URG MANUAL" 



Jack's favorite uncle is Uncle John, who is a 
captain in the army. This uncle has been send- 
ing him post-cards as far liack as Jack can remem- 
ber — beauties — with Chinese dragons on them ; 
big-tree pictures from the Yosemite Valley ; 
green palmy ones from the Philippines; Navajo 
Indian portraits, in brilliant colors, from Arizona. 

Lately, Jack has been seeing his uncle instead 
of hearing from him, for Uncle John is now 
stationed at the post on Governor's Island, and 
it takes only a few minutes to cross to Manhat- 
tan, where Jack lives, on the little ferry that 
any one who has business on the island can use 
without a ticket. 

One January evening Jack's mother said to 
the captain : 

"What sliall I do about the boy? He had 
plenty of exercise during the football season, 
but he does n't have half enough now, especially 
in bad weather." 

"M-m," said Uncle John. "]\Iay I smoke here? 
Thank you. M-m — I have it ! The setting-up 
exercises ! Here, Jack, take your nose out of 
that St. Nicholas for a minute and fall in." 



Jack climbed out of the corner of the big 
leather sofa at the other end of the room and 
came to where his uncle was sitting. 

"Slip off your jacket. There! Now assume 
the position of a soldier," commanded the captain. 
"What ! My nephew and namesake does n't 
know what that is? Well, I '11 be demoted! This 
is it — the position of a soldier at attention," he 
said, rattling off the words : 

"Heels on the same line, and as near each other 
as the conformation of the man permits. 

"Feet turned out equally, and forming an angle 
of about 45 degrees. 

"Knees straight without stiffness. 

"Hips level and drawn back slightly; body 
erect and resting equally on hips; chest lifted 
and arched; shoulders square and falling equally. 

"Arms and hands hanging naturally, thumb 
along the seams of the trousers. 

"Head erect and squarely to the front ; chin 
drawn in so that the axis of the head and neck 
is vertical ; eyes straight to the front. 

"Weight of the body resting equally upon the 
heels and balls of the feet. 



690 



SETTING UP JACK 



[June, 





FIRST EXERCISE. 
Involving virtually every important 
muscle in the body. 



"Now I '11 put you 
tlirough the setting-up 
exercises. There are 
only five of them; and 
they can he run through 
in a very few minutes. 
Of course, you can con- 
tinue the exercises in- 
definitely, and keep on 
doing any one of them, 
hut the hest way is to 
do the whole lot over 
again. Always stop 
when you begin to get 
winded. Thev are al- 





most as simple as rolling off 
a log, but they help to make 
soldiers out of rookies, 
and — " 

"What are rookies?" ven- 
tured Jack. 

'T realize more than ever 
that I should have been or- 
dered to Governor's Island 
long ago ! A rookie, Jack, is 
the lowest form of military 
life, and is a bit of slang 
meaning 'recruit.' These set- 
ting-up exercises are the first 
medicine the rookies get, and 
it is so good for them that 
we keep on giving it after they are soldiers, just 
to keep them healthy. 

"Now for the first exercise, which, as you will 
see, involves virtually every important muscle in 
the body — a general limbering-up. Stand at at- 



SECOND EXERCISE. 
To reduce the waist, strengthen the back muscles, and become llmbe;*. 






TIIIKD EXERCISE. 
To harden the leg muscles and 
exercise the joints. 



tention. Now spring to a 
position with the arms fully 
extended at the side and 
with the feet in a 45-degree 
position, about fifteen inches 
apart. From this instantly 
return to the first position, 
back to second, and so on. 

"Be light on your feet. 
Alight on your toes. Begin 



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SETTING UP JACK 



691 



FOURTH EXERCISi;. 

To exercise the arm 
and shoulder muscles 
and the organs of 
the chest. 




with a limited 
number of times. 
Day by day in- 
crease it a little 
until you reach 
a fair number. 
Be moderate at 
first. Never al - 
low yourself in 
any exercise to 
become greatly 
fatigued. 

"The second 
exercise is to 
strengthen the 

back muscles. With feet apart (about fifteen 
inches) extend the arms above the head, the 
hands closed. Then swing the body down as far 
as possible, letting the ^rms pass between the legs. 
Then return to the original position. 

''The next exercise is to harden the muscles of 
the legs and make the joints supple. Stand with 
heels touching, hands flat on hips, the fingers for- 
ward and close together. Then, with toes turned 
out, drop to a sitting position, at the same time 
rising on the toes. Return at once to the origi- 
nal position. Turn out the toes well. Hold body 
and head erect and come up with a slight spring. 
After a little practice you will have no difficulty 





by thrusting the arms downward, sidewise, and 
upward, moderately at first, but growing more 
vigorous witl: practice. 

"The fifth and last exercise is one to strengthen 
the ankle and instep. You would be surprised to 
know how many men, who want to be soldiers, 
fail to make it because these muscles have not 
Ijeen properly developed. Standing erect, with 
hanging hands clasped lightly behind the back, 
rise on the tips of the toes, as high as you can, 
and drop back again. 

"These exercises," continued the captain, ''are 
not the theories of some one athletic instructor 
or surgeon; they are the results of years of 



FIFTH EXERCISE. 
To strengthen the ankles and 
insteps. 



in balancing yourself. 

"Now let 's get at the 
arm, chest, and shoul- 
der muscles. Stand 
with the elbows close 
to the sides, the hands 
lightly closed, and 
raised, palms up, to the 
level of the waist. Now 
thrust the arms straight 
forward from the 
shoulder, at the same 
time turning the hands 
so that the backs are 
up. Return to the orig- 
inal position. Vary this 




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study and comparison and expert advice. You 
go tlirough them for two or three minutes once 
or twice a day, Jack, standing near an open win- 
dow, and see if they don't keep you as fit as you 
were m the football season." 

His mother did not seem to be as pleased- with 
the exercises as Jack was. 

"Why not? Don't you like our system?" asked 
the captain. 

"The only thing I was worrying about was 
chat these exercises were arranged for strong, 
grown-up men. Don't you think they are too 
much for a boy ?" 

Jack spoke up. "1 've been all through them, 
you see, without getting tired," he said. 

The captain smiled. "I don't see how they 
could hurt a good husky boy like Jack, — or a 
thin-waisted one either, for that matter, — so 
long as he took them smoothly and easily, and 
stopped before his wind gave out." 

"Could n't 'Liza do them, too ?" asked Jack. 

"Why should you keep such a good thing from 
your sister, if she is two years younger?" his 
uncle asked. 

"I 'm afraid I won't remember them all," said 
Jack. 

"I '11 write them out for you to-morrow," 
said the captain ; "or perhaps I can find them 
printed somewhere. If so, I will send you a copy. 
You '11 see that these exercises are fine to warm 
you up of a cold winter morning, when you are 
trying to think of excuses to keep away from the 
shower-bath. 



"I know one man who might not be alive to-day 
if he had n't known these exercises and used 
them at the right moment. He was eighteen 
years old, and was sailing a small flat-bottomed 
cat-boat on Barnegat Bay late one afternoon in 
early spring. A squall caught him off his guard, 
and over she went, the sail lying flat on the 
water. He scrambled up and sat on the side 
of the boat, and, as he was the better part of a 
mile from shore, he looked around for a passing 
boat to pick him up. The sun set, and the wind 
seemed frosty. He stood on the slippery side 
of the boat and went through as many of the 
setting-up exercises as possible, breathing deeply 
all the time. His teeth stopped chattering for 
a few minutes, and then began again. He yelled 
'Man Overboard !' and other things every now 
and then, and kept his eye peeled for help. No 
boat passed for an hour. Then along came one 
of those ill-bred little piit-put-piits, with a noisy 
crowd aboard. They did n't hear him, though 
they passed within fifty yards. 

"All the time it was getting riskier to try to 
swim ashore, for he was cold as "Iceland's 
greeny mountains.' He tried some more setting- 
up exercises and some more yells. At last an- 
other, better-bred, launch came along. Its ex- 
haust was muffled, and the pilot had no one to 
talk to. He heard the boy and gathered him in 
without delay." The captain laughed. "I actu- 
ally burned both hands on that hot little engine, 
but it did feel good !" 

"Then you — ?" asked Jack. 



"PERCY" 

BY PAULINE FRANCt:S CAMP 



He 's a splendid fellow ; 

Brave and stout and strong; 
Just the one to lend a hand 

To lielp a boy along. 

If you 've long examples. 
Or a spelling lesson stiff, 

Send for Percy, he will come 
And aid you "in a jiff." 

Does a task seem endless? 

Over hard for you ? 
You 've a comrade loyal ; 

Percy '11 put it through. 



Perhaps you wish to conquer 

A habit that is bad. 
Here again he '11 help you, — 

This sturdy little lad. 

So make a friend of Percy; 

Don't leave him in the lurch ; 
For Percy's friends all see Success 

Upon their banners perch. 

Another name ? why surely ! 

He is n't one bit shy — 
And Perse-verance is the name 

The grown folks know him by ! 



UNDERSTOOD BETSY 



BY DOROTHY CANFIELD 

Author of " HiUsboro People," " The Bent Twig," etc. 



Chapter XII 

BETSY HAS A BIRTHDAY 

Betsy's birthday was the ninth day of Septem- 
ber, and the Necronsett Valley Fair is always 
held from the eighth to the twelfth. So it was 
decided that Betsy should celebrate her birthday 
by going up to Woodford, where the fair was 
held. The Putneys were n't going that year, but 
the people on the next farm, the Wendells, said 
they could make room in their surrey for the two 
little girls, for, of course, Molly was going, too. 
In fact, she said the fair was held partly to cele- 
brate her being six years old. This would hap- 
pen on the seventeenth of October. Molly in- 
sisted that that was plenty close enough to the 
ninth of September to be celebrated then. This 
made Betsy feel like laughing out, but observing 
that the Putneys only looked at each other with 
the faintest possible quirk in the corner of their 
serious mouths, she understood that they were 
afraid that Molly's feelings might be hurt if they 
laughed out loud. So Betsy tried to curve her 
young lips to the same kind and secret mirth. 

And, I can't tell you why, this effort not to 
hurt Molly's feelings made her have a perfect 
spasm of love for Molly. She threw herself on 
her and gave her a great hug that tipped them 
both over on the couch on top of Shep, who 
stopped snoring, with his great gurgling snort, 
wriggled out from under them, and stood with 
laughing eyes and wagging tail looking at them 
as they rolled and giggled among the pillows. 

"What dress are you going to wear to the fair, 
Betsy?" asked Cousin Ann. "And we must de- 
cide about Molly's, too." 

This stopped their rough-and-tumble fun in 
short order, and they applied themselves to the 
serious question of a toilet. 

When the great day arrived and the surrey 
drove away from the Wendells' gate Betsy was 
in a fresh pink-and-white gingham, which she 
had helped Cousin Ann to make, and plump 
Molly looked like something good to eat in a 
crisp white little dimity, one of Betsy's old 
dresses with a deep hem taken in to make it short 
enough for the little butter-ball. Because it was 
Betsy's birthday she sat on the front seat with 
Mr. Wendell, and part of the time, when there 
were not too many teams on the road, she drove. 
Mrs. Wendell and her sister filled the back seat 



solidly full from side to side and made one con- 
tinuous soft lap on which Molly happily perched, 
her eyes shining, her round cheeks red with joy- 
ful excitement. Betsy looked back at her several 
times and thought how very nice Molly looked. 
She had, of course, little idea how she herself 
looked, because the mirrors at Putney Farm were 
all small and high up, and anyhow they were so 
old and greenish that they made everybody look 
very queer-colored. You looked in them to see if 
your hair was smooth, and that was about all you 
could stand. 

So it was a great surprise to Betsy later in the 
morning, as she and Molly wandered hand in 
liand through the wonders of Industrial Hall, to 
catch sight of Molly in a full-length mirror as 
clear as water. She was almost startled to see 
how faithfully reflected were the yellow of the 
little girl's curls, the clear pink and white of her 
face, and the blue of her soft eyes. An older 
girl was reflected there also, near Molly, a dark- 
eyed, red-cheeked, sturdy little girl, standing 
Aery straight on two strong legs, holding her 
head high and free, her dark eyes looking out 
brightly from her tanned face. For an instant 
Betsy gazed into those clear eyes, and then — 
why, gracious goodness! That was herself she 
was looking at ! How changed she was ! How 
very, very different she looked from the last time 
she had seen herself in a Itig mirror ! She re- 
membered it well. Out shopping with Aunt 
Frances in a department store, she had caught 
sight of a pale little girl with a thin neck and 
spindling legs half hidden in the folds of Aunt 
Frances's skirts. But she did n't look even like 
the sister of this browned, muscular, upstanding 
child who held Molly's hand so firmly. 

All this came into her mind and went out 
again in a moment, for Molly caught sight of a 
big doll in the next aisle, and they hurried over 
to inspect her clothing. The mirror was forgot- 
ten in the many exciting sights and sounds and 
smells of their first county fair. 

The little girls were to wander about as they 
pleased until noon, when they were to meet the 
Wendells in the shadow of Industrial Hall and 
eat their picnic lunch together. The two parties 
arrived at the same moment, coming from dif- 
ferent directions and having seen very different 
sides of the fair. The children were full of the 
merry-go-rounds, the balloon-seller, the toy-ven- 



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LTUNE, 



ders, and the pop-corn stands, while the Wen- 
dells exchanged views on the shortness of a hog's 
legs, the dip in a cow's back, and the thickness 
of a sheep's wool. The Wendells, it seemed, had 
met some cousins they did n't expect to see, who, 
not knowing about Betsy and Molly, had hoped 
that they might ride home with the Wendells. 

"Don't you suppose," Mrs. Wendell asked 
Betsy, "that you and Molly could go home with 
the Vaughans? They 're here in their big 
wagon. You could sit on the floor with the 
Vaughan children." 

Betsy and Molly thought this would be great 
fun and agreed enthusiastically. 

"All right then," said Mrs. Wendell. She 
called to a young man who stood inside the build- 
ing, near an open window, '"Oh, Frank ! Will 
Vaughan is going to be in your booth this after- 
noon, is n't he?" 

"Yes, ma'am," said the young man. "His turn 
is from two to four." 

"Well, you tell him, will you, that the two 
little girls who live at Putney Farm are going 
to go home with them. They can sit on the l)ot- 
tom of the wagon with the Vaughan young 
ones." 

"Yes, ma'am," said the young man, with a 
noticeable lack of interest in how Betsy and 
Molly got home. 

"Now, Betsy," said Mrs. Wendell, "you go 
round to that booth at two and ask Will Vaughan 
what time they 're going to start and where their 
wagon is, and then you be sure not to keep them 
waiting a minute." 

"No, I won't," said Betsy. "I '11 be sure to be 
there on time." 

She and Molly still had twenty cents to spend 
out of the forty they had brought with them, 
twenty-five earned by berry-picking and fifteen 
a present from Uncle Henry. They now put 
their heads together to see how they could make 
the best possible use of their four nickels. 
Cousin Ann had put no restrictions whatever on 
them, saying they could buy any sort of truck or 
rubbish they could find, except the pink lemon- 
ade. She said she had been told the venders 
washed their glasses in that, and their hands and, 
for all she knew, their faces. Betsy was for 
merry-go-rounds, but Molly yearned for a l^iig 
red balloon, and while they were buying that a 
man came by with toy dogs, little brown dogs 
with curled-wire tails. He called out that they 
would bark when you pulled their tails, and see- 
ing the little girls looking at him, he pulled the 
tail of the one he held. It gave forth a fine loud 
yelp, just like Shep when his tail got stepped on. 
Betsy bought one, all done up neatly in a box 



tied with blue string. She thought it a great 
bargain to get for five cents a dog that would 
bark. (Later on, when they undid the string and 
opened the box, they found the dog had one leg 
broken off and would n't make the faintest squeak 
when his tail was pulled; but that is the sort of 
thing you must expect to have happen to you at 
a county fair.) 

Now they had ten cents left, and they decided 
to have a ride apiece on the merry-go-round. 
But, glancing up at the clock-face in the tower 
over Agricultural Hall, Betsy noticed it was 
half-past two, and she decided to go first to the 
booth where Will Vaughan was to be and find 
out what time they would start for home. She 
found the booth with no difficulty, but William 
Vaughan was not in it. Nor was the young man 
she had seen before. There was a new one, a 
strange one, a careless, whistling young man, 
with very bright socks, very yellow shoes, and 
very striped cuffs. He said, in answer to Betsy's 
inquiry: "Vaughan? Will Vaughan? Never 
heard the name" ; and immediately went on whis- 
tling and looking up and down the aisle over the 
heads of the little girls, who stood gazing up at 
him with very wide, startled eyes. An older man 
leaned over from the next booth and said : "Will 
Vaughan? He from Hillsboro? Well, I heard 
somebody say those Hillsboro Vaughans had 
word one of their cows was awful sick and they 
had to start right home that minute." 

Betsy came to herself out of her momentary 
daze and snatched Molly's hand. "Hurry ! quick ! 
We must find the Wendells before they get 
away !" 

In her agitation (for she was really very much 
frightened) she forgot how easily little Molly 
was terrified. Her alarm instantly sent the child 
into a panic. "Oh, Betsy ! Betsy ! What '11 we 
do ?" she gasped, as Betsy pulled her along the 
aisle and out of the door. 

"Oh, the Wendells can't be gone yet," said 
Betsy, reassuringly, though she was not at all 
certain she was telling the truth. She ran, as 
fast as she could drag Molly's fat legs, to the 
horse-shed where Mr. Wendell had tied his 
horses and left the surrey. The horse-shed was 
empty — quite empty ! 

Betsy stopped short and stood still, her heart 
seeming to be up in her throat so that she could 
hardly breathe. After all, she was only ten that 
day, you must remember. Molly began to cry 
loudly, hiding her weeping face in Betsy's dress. 
"What will we do, Betsy? What can we do?" 
she wailed. 

Betsy did not answer. She did not know what 
they zvoiild do ! They were eight miles from 



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Putney Farm, far too many for Molly to walk, 
and, anyhow, neither of them knew the way. They 
had only ten cents left, and nothing to eat. And 
the only people they knew in all that throng of 
strangers had gone hack to Hillsljoro. 

"What '11 we do, Betsy?" Molly kept on crying 
out, horrified by Betsy's silence and evident con- 
sternation. 

The other child's head swam. She tried again 
the formula which had helped her when Molly 
fell into the Wolf Pit, and asked herself desper- 
ately, "What would Cousin Ann do if she were 
here?" But that did not help her much now, 
because she could not possibly imagine what 
Cousin Ann would do under such appalling cir- 
cumstances. Yes, one thing Cousin Ann would 
be sure to do, of course: she would quiet Molly 
first of all. 

At this thought Betsy sat down on the ground 
and took the panic-stricken little girl into her 
lap, wiping away the tears and saying stoutly : 
"Now, Molly, stop crying this minute ! I '11 take 
care of you, of course. I '11 get you home all 
right." 

"How '11 you ever do it?" sob])ed Molly. 
"Everybody 's gone and left us. We can't 
walk !" 

"Never you mind how," said Betsy, trying to 
I)e facetious and mock-mysterious, though her 
own under lip was quivering a little. "That 's 
my surprise party for you. Just you wait ! Now 
come on back to that booth. Maybe Will 
Vaughan did n't go home with his folks." 

She had very little hope of this, and only went 
back there because it seemed to her a little less 
dauntingly strange than every other spot in the 
howling wilderness about her ; for all at once the 
fair, which had .seemed so lively and cheerful and 
gay before, seemed a horrible, frightening, noisy 
place, full of hurried strangers who came and 
went their own ways, with not a glance out of 
their hard eyes for two little girls stranded far 
from home. 

The bright-colored young man was no better 
when they found him again. He stopped his 
whistling only long enough to say, "Nope ; no 
Will Vaughan anywhere around these diggings 
yet." 

"We were going home with the Vaughans," 
murmured Betsy, in a low tone, hoping for some 
help from him. 

"Looks as though you 'd better go home on the 
cars," advised the young man, casually. He 
smoothed his black hair back straighter than ever 
from his forehead, and looked over their heads. 

"How much does it cost to go to Hillsboro on 
the cars?" asked Betsy, with a sinking heart. 



"You '11 have to ask somebody else about that," 
said the young man. "What I don't know about 
this rube State ! I never was in it before." He 
spoke as though he was very proud of the fact. 

Betsy turned and went over to the older man, 
who had told them about the Vaughans. 

Molly trotted at her heels, quite comforted 
now that Betsy was talking so competently to 
grown-ups. She did not hear what they said, 
nor try to. Now that Betsy's voice sounded all 
right she had no more fears. Betsy would man- 
age somehow. She heard Betsy's voice again, 
talking to the other man, but she was busy look- 
ing at an exhibit of beautiful jelly-glasses, and 
paid no attention. Then Betsy led her away 
again out of doors, where everybody was walking 
back and forth under the bright September sky, 
blowing on horns, waving plumes of brilliant 
tissue-paper, tickling each other with peacock- 
feathers and eating pop-corn and candy out of 
paper bags. 

That reminded Molly that they had ten cents 
yet. "Oh, Betsy," she proposed, "let 's take a 
nickel of our money for some pop-corn." 

She was startled by Betsy's fierce, sudden 
clutch at their little purse and by the quaver in 
her voice as she answered : "No, no, Molly ! 
We 've got to save every cent of that. I 've 
found out it costs thirty cents for us both to go 
home to Hillsboro on the train. The last one 
goes at six o'clock." 

"We have n't got l)ut ten," said Molly. 

Betsy looked at her silently for a moment and 
then burst out : "I '11 earn the rest ! I '11 earn it 
somehow ! I '11 have to ! There is n't any other 
way !" 

"All right," said IMolly, quaintly, not seeing 
anything unusual in this. "You can if you want 
to. I '11 wait for you here." 

"No, you won't !" cried Betsy, who had had 
quite enough of trying to meet people in a crowd. 
"No, you won't ! You just follow me every min- 
ute ! I don't want you out of my sight!" 

They began to move forward now, Betsy's 
eyes wildly roving from one place to another. 
How could a little girl earn money at a county 
fair? She was horribly afraid to go up and 
speak to a stranger, and yet how else could she 
begin ? 

"Here, Molly, you wait here," she said. "Don't 
you budge till I come back." 

But alas ! Molly had only a moment to wait 
that time, for the man who was selling lemonade 
answered Betsy's shy question with a stare and 
a curt, "Hardly ! What could a young one like 
you do for me ?" 

The little girls wandered on, Molly calm and 



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[June, 



expectant, confident in Betsy, Betsy with a very 
dry mouth and a very gone feeling. They were 
passing by a big shed-like building now, where 
a large sign proclaimed that the Woodford La- 
dies' Aid Society would serve a hot chicken din- 
ner for thirty-five cents. Of course the sign 
was not accurate, for at half-past three, almost 
four, the chicken dinner had long ago been all 
eaten, and in place of the diners was a group 
of weary women moving languidly about or 
standing saggingly by a great table piled with 
dirty dishes. Betsy paused here, meditated a 
moment, and went in rapidly so that her courage 
vifould not evaporate. 

The woman with gray hair looked down at 
her a little impatiently and said, "Dinner 's all 
over." 

"I did n't come for dinner," said Betsy, swal- 
lowing hard. 'T came to see if you would n't 
hire me to wash your dishes. I '11 do them for 
twenty-five cents." 

The woman laughed, looked from little Betsy 
to the great pile of dishes, and said, turning 
away, "Mercy, child, if you washed from now 
till morning, you would n't make a hole in what 
we 've got to do !" 

Betsy heard her say to the other women, 
"Some young ones wanting more money for the 
side-shows." 

Now, now was the moment to remember what 
Cousin Ann would have done ! She would cer- 
tainly not have shaken all over with hurt feel- 
ings, nor have allowed the tears to come sting- 
ingly to her eyes. So Betsy sternly made herself 
stop doing these things. And Cousin Ann would 
n't have given way to the dreadful sinking feel- 
ing of utter discouragement, but would have gone 
right on to the next place. So, although Betsy 
felt like nothing so much as crooking her elbow 
over her face and crying as hard as she could 
cry, she stiffened her back, took Molly's hand 
again, and stepped out, heartsick within, but very 
steady (although rather pale) without. 

She and Molly walked along in the crowd 
again, Molly laughing, and pointing out the 
pranks and antics of the young people, who were 
feeling livelier than ever as the afternoon wore 
on. Betsy looked at them grimly with unseeing 
eyes. It was four o'clock. The last train for 
Hillsboro left in two hours, and she was no 
nearer having the price of the tickets. She 
stopped for a moment to get her breath ; for, 
although they were walking slowly, she kept feel- 
ing breathless and choked. It occurred to her 
that if ever a little girl had had a more horrible 
birthday she had never heard of one ! 

"Oh, I wish I could, Dan!" said a young voice 



near her. "But honest ! Mamma 'd just eat me up 
alive if I left the booth for a minute!" 

Betsy turned quickly. A very pretty girl with 
yellow hair and blue eyes (she looked as Molly 
might when she was grown up) was leaning over 
the edge of a little canvas-covered booth, the sign 
of which announced that home-made doughnuts 
and soft drinks were for sale there. A young 
man, very flushed and gay, was pulling at the 
girl's blue-gingham sleeve. "Oh, come on, Annie ! 
Just one turn ! The floor 's elegant. You can 
keep an eye on the booth from the hall. No- 
body 's going to run away with the old thing, 
anyhow !" 

"Honest, I 'd love to ! But I got a great lot 
of dishes to wash, too ! You know Mamma !" 
She looked longingly toward the open-air danc- 
ing-floor, out from which just then floated a 
burst of brazen music. 

"Oh, please.'" said a small voice. "I '11 do it 
for twenty cents." 

Betsy stood by the girl's elbow, all quivering 
earnestness. 

"Do what, kiddie?" asked the girl, in a good- 
natured surprise. 

"Everything!" said Betsy, compendiously. 
"Everything! Wash the dishes, tend the booth; 
you can go dance ! I '11 do it for twenty cents." 

The eyes of the girl and the man met in high 
amusement. "My ! Are n't we up and com- 
ing!" said the man. "You 're most as big as a 
pint-cup, are n't you ?" he said to Betsy. 

The little girl flushed, — she detested being 
laughed at, — but she looked straight into the 
laughing eyes. "I 'm ten years old to-day," she 
said, "and I can wash dishes as well as any- 
body." She spoke with dignity. 

The young man burst out into a great laugh. 

"Great kid, what ?" he said to the girl, and 
then: "Say, Annie, why not? Your mother won't 
be here for an hour. The kid can keep folks 
from walking off with the stuff and — " 

"I "11 do the dishes, too," repeated Betsy, try- 
ing hard not to mind being laughed at, and keep- 
ing her eyes fi.xed steadily on the tickets to Hills- 
boro. 

"Well, by gosh !" said the young man, laugh- 
ing. "Here 's our chance, Annie, for fair ! 
Come along !" 

The girl laughed, too, out of high spirits. 
"Would n't Mamma be crazy!" she said hilari- 
ously. "But she '11 never know. Here, you cute 
kid, here 's my apron." She took off her long 
apron and tied it around Betsy's neck. "There 's 
the soap, there 's the table. Y'ou stack the 
dishes up on that table." 

She was out of the little gate in the counter in 



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a twinkling, just as Molly, in answer to a beckon- 
ing gesture from Betsy, came in. "Hello, there 's 
another one !" said the gay young man, gayer and 
gayer. "Hello, button! What you going to do? 
I suppose when they try to crack the safe you '11 
run at them and bark and drive them away!" 
]\Iolly opened her sweet blue eyes very wide, 




" ' TWO DOUGHNUTS, PLEASE,' SAID A MAN'S VOICE 
HER. . . . WHATEVER SHOULD SHE DO?" 

not understanding a single word. The girl 
laughed, swooped back, gave Molly a kiss, and 
disappeared, running side by side with the young 
man toward the dance-hall. 

Betsy mounted on a soap-box and began joy- 
fully to wash the dishes. She had never thought 
that ever in her life would she simply love to 
wash dishes beyond anything else ! But it was 
so. Her relief was so great that she could have 



kissed the coarse, thick plates and glasses as she 
washed them. 

"It 's all right, Molly; it 's all right!" she 
quavered exultantly to Molly over her shoulder. 
But as Molly had not (from the moment Betsy 
took command) suspected that it was not all 
right, she only nodded and asked if she might 
sit up on a barrel, where she could 
watch the crowd go by. 

"I guess you could. I don't know 
why >iot," said Betsy, doubtfully. She 
lifted her up and went back to her 
dishes. Never were dishes washed 
better ! 

"Two doughnuts, please," said a 
man's voice behind her. 

Oh, mercy ! there was somebody 
come to buy ! Whatever should she 
do? She came forward, intending to 
say that the owner of the booth was 
away and she did n't know anything 
about — l)ut the man laid down a 
nickel, took two doughnuts, and 
turned away. Betsy gasped and 
looked at the home-made sign stuck 
into the big pan of doughnuts. Sure 
enough, it read, "2 for 5." She put 
the nickel up on a shelf and went 
back to her dish-washing. Selling 
things was n't so hard, she reflected. 

As her hunted feeling of despera- 
tion relaxed she began to find some 
fun in her new situation, and when 
a woman with two little boys ap- 
proached she came forward to wait 
on her, elated, important. "Two for 
five," she said in a businesslike tone. 
Tlie woman put down a dime, took 
up four doughnuts, divided them be- 
tween her sons, and departed. 

"My!" said Molly, looking admir- 
ingly at Betsy's coolness over this 
transaction. Betsy went back to her 
dishes, stepping high. 

"Oh, Betsy, see ! The pig ! The 
l)ig ox!" cried Molly now, looking 
from her coign of vantage down tlie 
wide, grass-grown lane that ran be- 
tween the booths. 

Betsy craned her head around over her shoul- 
der, continuing conscientiously to wash and wipe 
the dishes. The prize stock was being paraded 
around the fair : the great prize ox, his shining 
horns tipped with blue rosettes ; the prize cows, 
with wreaths around their necks; the prize 
horses, four or five of them as glossy as satin, 
curving their bright, strong necks and stepping as 



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UNDERSTOOD BETSY 



[June, 



though on eggs, their manes and tails braided 
with bright ribbon; and then — "Oh, Betsy, look 
at the pig!" screamed Molly again — the smaller 
animals, the sheep, the calves, the colts, and the 
pig, which waddled along with portly dignity. 

Betsy looked, as well as she could, over her 
shoulder,- — and in years to come she can shut her 
eyes and see again in every detail that rustic pro- 
cession tmder the golden September light. 

But she looked anxiously at the clock. It was 
nearing five. Oh, suppose the girl forgot and 
danced too long ! 

"Two bottles of ginger-ale and half a dozen 
doughnuts," said a man with a woman and three 
children. 

Betsy looked feverishly among the bottles 
ranged on the counter, selected two marked gin- 
ger-ale, and glared at their corrugated tin stop- 
pers. How did you get them open? 

"Here 's your opener," said the man, "if that 's 
what you 're looking for. Here, you get the 
glasses, and I '11 open the bottles. We 're in 
kind of a hurry. Got to catch a train." 

Well, they were not the only people who had 
to catcli a train, Betsy thought sadly. They 
drank in gulps, and departed cramming dough- 
nuts into their mouths. Betsy wished ardently 
that the girl would come back. She was now 
almost sure tliat she had forgotten and would 
dance there till nightfall. But there ! there she 
came, running along, as light-footed after an 
hour's dancing as when she had left the booth. 

"Here you are, kid," said the young man, pro- 
ducing a quarter. "We 've had the time of our 
young lives, thanks to you." 

Betsy gave him back one of the nickels that 
remained to her, but he refused it. 

"No, keep the change," he said royally. "It 
was worth it." 

"Then I '11 buy two doughnuts with my extra 
nickel," said Betsy. 

"No, you won't," said the girl. "You '11 take 
all you want for nothing — Mamma '11 never miss 
'em. And what we sell here has got to be fresh 
every day. Here, hold out your hands, both of 
you !" 

"Some people came and bought things," said 
Betsy, happening to remember as she and Molly 
turned away. "The money is on that shelf." 

"Well, now!" said the girl; "if she did n't take 
hold and sell things ! Say," she ran after Betsy 
and gave her a hug, "you smart young one, I 
wish 't I had a little sister just like you!" 

Molly and Betsy hurried along out of the gate 
into the main street of the town and down to the 
station. Molly was eating doughnuts as she went. 
They were both quite hungry by this time, but 



Betsy could not think of eating till she had those 
tickets in her hand. 

She pushed her quarter and a nickel into the 
ticket-seller's window and said "Hillsboro" in as 
confident a tone as she could; but when the pre- 
cious bits of paper were pushed out at her and 
she actually held them, her knees shook under 
her, and she had to go and sit down on the 
bench. 

"My! Are n't these doughnuts good?" said 
Molly. "I never in my life had enough dough- 
nuts before !" 

Betsy drew a long breath and began rather 
languidly to eat one herself; she felt, all of a 
sudden, very, very tired. 

She was tireder still when they got out of the 
train at Hillsboro station and started wearily up 
the road toward Putney Farm. Two miles lay 
before them — two miles which they had often 
walked before, but never after such a day as now 
lay back of them. Molly dragged her feet as she 
walked and hung heavily on Betsy's hand. Betsy 
plodded along, her head hanging, her eyes all 
gritty with fatigue and sleepiness. 

A light buggy spun round the turn of the road 
behind them, the single horse trotting fast, as 
though the driver were in a hurry, the wheels 
rattling smartly on the hard road. The little 
girls drew out to one side and stood waiting till 
the road should be free again. When he saw 
them the driver pulled the horse back so quickly 
it stood almost straight up. He peered at them 
through the twilight, and then, with a loud 
shout, sprang over the side of the buggy. 

It was Uncle Henrj' — oh, goody, it was Uncle 
Henry, come to meet them ! They would n't 
have to walk any farther ! 

But what was the matter with Uncle Henry? 
He ran up to them exclaiming, "Are ye all right? 
Are ye all right ?" He stooped over them, and 
felt them all over as though he expected them to 
be broken somewhere. And Betsy could feel that 
his old hands were shaking, that he was trem- 
bling from head to foot. When she said, "Why, 
yes. Uncle Henry, we 're all right. We came 
home on the cars," Uncle Henry leaned up 
against the fence as though he could n't stand up. 
He took off his hat and wiped his forehead and 
he said, — it did n't seem as though it could be 
Uncle Henry talking, he sounded so excited, — 
"Well, well— well, by gosh! My! Well, by 
thunder ! ' Now ! And so here ye are ! And 
you 're all right ! Well !" 

He could n't seem to stop exclaiming; and you 
can't imagine anything stranger than an Uncle 
Henry who could n't stop exclaiming. 

After they all got into the buggy he quieted 



UNDERSTOOD BETSY 



699 



down a little and said : "Thunderation ! But 
we 've had a scare ! When the Wendells come 
back with their cousins early this afternoon they 
said you were coming with the Vaughans. And 
then when you did n't come and did n't come we 
telephoned to the Vaughans, and they said they 
had n't seen hide nor hair of ye, and did n't even 
know you were to the fair at all ! I tell you, 
your Avmt Abigail and I had an awful turn ! 
Ann and I hitched up quicker 'n scat, and she 
put right out with Prince up toward Woodford, 
and I took Jessie down this way ; thought maybe 
I 'd get trace of ye somewhere here. Well, land !" 
He wiped his forehead again. "Wa'n't I glad 
to see you standin' there — get along, Jess! I 
want to hurry home and get the news to Abigail 
soon as I can ! Now tell me what in thunder 
did happen to you !" 

Betsy began at the beginning and told straight 
through, interrupted at first by indignant com- 
ments from Uncle Henry, who was outraged b}' 
the Wendells' loose wearing of their responsibil- 
ity for the children. But as she went on he 
quieted down to a closely attentive silence, inter- 
rupting only to keep Jess at her top speed. 

Now that it was all safely over, Betsy thought 
her story quite an interesting one, and she omit- 
ted no detail, although she wondered once or 
twice if perhaps Uncle Henry were listening to 
her, he kept so still. "And so I bought tlie tickets 
and we got home," she ended, adding : "Oh, 
Uncle Henry, you ought to have seen the prize 
pig! He was too funny!" 

They turned into the Putney yard now, and 
saw Aunt Abigail's bulky form on tlie porch. 

"Got 'em, Abby ! All right ! No harm done !" 
shouted Uncle Henry. 

Aunt Abigail turned without a word and went 
back into the house. When the little girls 
dragged their weary legs in after her, they found 
her quietly setting out some supper for them on 
the table, but she was wiping away with her 
apron the joyful tears which ran down her 
cheeks, such white cheeks ! It seemed so strange 
to see rosy Aunt Abigail with a face like paper. 

"Well, I 'm glad to see ye," she told tliem 
soberly. "Sit right down and have some liot 
milk. I had some all ready." 

The telephone rang, she went into the next 
room, and they heard her saying, in an unsteady 
voice : 

"It 's all right, Ann. They 're here. Your 
father just brought them in. I have n't had 
time to hear about what happened yet. But 
they 're all right. You better come home. 

(Toiec 



"That 's your Cousin Ann telephoning from 
the Marshalls'," she told the children. 

Then she went and sat down heavily, and when 
Uncle Henry came in a few minutes later she 
asked him in a rather weak voice for the am- 
monia bottle. He rushed for it, got her a fan 
and a drink of cold water, and hung over her anx- 
iously till the color began to come back into her 
pale face. "I know just how you feel. Mother," 
he said sympathetically. "When I saw 'em stand- 
in' there by the roadside I felt as though some- 
body had hit me a clip right in the pit of the 
stomach." 

The little girls ate their supper in a tired daze, 
not paying any attention to what the grown-ups 
were saying, until rapid hoofs clicked on the 
stones outside and Cousin Ann came in quickly, 
her black eyes snapping. 

"Now, for mercy's sake, tell me what hap- 
pened !" she said, adding hotly, "and if I don't 
give that Maria Wendell a piece of my mind!" 

Uncle Henry broke in : "I 'in going to tell what 
happened. I want to do it. You and Mother 
just listen — just sit right down and listen." His 
voice was shaking with feeling, and as he went 
on and told of Betsy's afternoon, her fright, her 
confusion, her forming the plan of coming home 
on the train and of earning the money for the 
tickets, he made, for once, no Putney pretense of 
casual coolness. His old eyes flashed fire as he 
talked. 

Betsy, watching him, felt her heart swell and 
l^eat fast in incredulous joy. Why, he was proud 
of her ! She had done something to make the 
Putney cousins proud of her ! 

When Uncle Henry came to the part where she 
went on asking for employment after one and 
then another refusal, Cousin Ann reached out 
her long arms and quickly, almost roughly, gath- 
ered Betsy up on her lap, holding her close as she 
listened. Betsy had never before sat on Cousin 
Ann's lap. 

And when Uncle Henry finished — he had not 
forgotten a single thing Betsy had told him — and 
asked, "What do you tliink of that for a little 
girl ten years old to-day?" Cousin Ann opened 
the flood-gates wide and burst out, "I think I 
never heard of a child's doing a smarter, grittier 
thing — and I don't care if she does hear mc 
say so!" 

It was a great, a momentous, an historic mo- 
ment ! 

Betsy, enthroned on tliose strong knees, won- 
dered if any little girl had ever had such a beau- 
tiful birthday. 

itittued.) 




the Seaside Special 



A GOOD many people tliought Fred Kingsley ex- 
travagant wlien he l)ouglit a new, electric-lighted 
and -equipped motor-cycle. From the time of 
his appointment as station-agent at the little town 
of Eastbridge he had lived in the village, since 
the old Kingsley homestead was located about 
three miles away and he felt he could not afford 
to waste his time going back and forth, especially 
as he did not finish his work, oftentimes, until 
late in the evening. 

But now a new state road had been built, which 
passed directly by the Kingsley place and also by 
the station. So when the rest of the family 
seemed to believe that he was spending his money 
foolishly, he was soon al^le to convince them to 
the contrary. 

"Of course," he said, "I would rather live at 
home anyway ; then I can ride down from here 
along the new road as quickly as I could walk to 
the station from my boarding-house in town, or 
from any other place where I could get board; 
and lastly, I have given an order for that tele- 
phone we have all been wanting for so long, to 
be put in right away, so I can be reached from 
headquarters; and what I save on the difference 
between the cost of living here and in town will 
pay for both motor-cycle and telephone in about 
a year, not to mention all the pleasure and use 
we '11 get from the machine." 

So Fred rode to and from his work, and to 
explore the country round about when he had any 
opportunity. He particularly appreciated being 
able to get home so quickly and easily at the end 



BY DWIGHT B. PANGBURN 

of a long day's work when he closed up the office 
at 10:30 P.M. after he had reported "by" on 
Number Eight, the "Seaside Special." 

One hot Saturday night in July Fred was sit- 
ting at his key, idly counting the cars on Number 
Fifty-two, the pick-up freight, and waiting to 
report its passing. Between Eastbridge and 
Eastbury, the next station up the line, the road 
passed for a little over ten miles and a half 
through a very hilly region without anything in 
the way of a station except a couple of flag stops. 
The track lay through a very narrow and tortu- 
ous valley, with a rising grade for nearly half 
the distance, then through a tunnel and down a 
similar valley on the other side of the range, 
until comparatively level country was reached 
at Eastbury. Virtually the entire distance be- 
tween the two stations was single-tracked, owing 
to the construction difficulties and the tunnel. 
Sometimes the freight would stop at Eastbridge 
to wait for the flier, which ran only during the 
summer season, and sometimes, if it was a little 
earlier or the fast train was late, it would be 
sent through to Eastbury to save it from stand- 
ing idle so long. 

To-night the crew evidently had instructions 
to go through to Eastbury, for Fred had received 
no orders for them. It seemed pretty late, how- 
ever, to him. "The flier must be behind time," 
he thought, "and I have n't heard it reported be- 
cause I 've been so busy." 

The tail-light on Number Fifty-two was just 
rounding the curve beyond the station when he 
reached for the key to report it as by. Then to 
his horror he heard Eastbury reporting Number 
Eught as having just passed there, only two 
minutes late. Instantly he saw what it meant. 
Number Eight, with its heavy pullmans, crowded 
with passengers from the hot city above, all 
intent on a week-end of rest and recreation at 
the shore, fearless in their confidence of the skill 
of the railroad men, was charging at forty-five 
miles an hour along the same rails and head on 
to Number Fifty-two, with its twenty-five loaded 
freight-cars. 

There was absolutely no way to prevent the 
collision ! Not a station between, not a siding ! 
Not a person that could be reached to give a 



SAVING THE "SEASIDE SPECIAL" 



701 



signal ! And if there were any one, there was 
hardly time to do anything. The comhined speed 
of the two trains was over sixty miles an hour. 
They would meet in less than "ine minutes, and, 
to add to the terror of the disaster, they might 
meet in the tunnel — a curving tunnel, to make 
matters worse ! 

Fred was stupefied for a moment at the im- 
pending tragedy. It shot through his mind that 



signal at red, and dashed across the platform to 
his motor-cycle. 

The state road nearly paralleled the railway 
over the divide ; in fact, it was in sight of it 
nearly the ^^fhole ten and a half miles to East- 
bury, except'- where the road went over the hill 
and the trains went through the tunnel. In a 
few seconds Fred was speeding up the valley 
after the freight. The turns were so many and 




"HE SHOT ACROSS THE BRIDGE JUST AHEAD OF THE FREIGHT-ENGINE." 



the crew of Number Fifty-two must have mis- 
taken Eastbridgc for Eastbury on their orders, 
as they sometimes stopped at one and sometimes 
at the other. But that did n't help matters any. 

Then a sudden inspiration wiped the cobwebs 
from his brain. Maybe he could do something 
yet. To his fevered mind it seemed as if he had 
been sitting motionless for an hour since the 
shock came, but a glance at the clock as he tore 
out of the office showed him that if Number 
Eight had left two minutes late, as reported, she 
was only one minute out. It would be wasting 
too valuable time to inform the despatcher, so 
he did n't stop for that. He seized several tor- 
pedoes and a couple of fusees, set his station- 



so sharp that he dared not go at full speed, but 
he inwardly thanked Heaven for his decision to 
have his machine equipped with the electric sys- 
tem, for the powerful head-light made the white 
road almost as bright as day for forty rods 
ahead and enabled him to go as fast as the curves 
permitted. 

He figured that he was averaging not less than 
forty-five miles an hour. At that rate, even if 
the freight had a mile the start of him, as it 
probably had, and was making a speed of twenty- 
five miles an hour against the up grade, he ought 
to catch it in a little over two miles. That meant 
a little under three minutes. But he must have 
miscalculated somehow, for he shot across the 



702 



SAVING THE "SEASIDE SPECIAL' 



[June, 



bridge over Elk Creek, three miles from East- 
bridge, jnst ahead of the laboring freight-engine. 

He rushed on until he was a quarter of a mile 
ahead of the train, when he jammed on the 
brakes, vaulted the fence beside the road, ran 
across the narrow field between, and placed two 
torpedoes on the rail. Then he dashed along the 
track a short distance and put down a single 
one. When the first pair of torpedoes exploded 




"HE I'LACED A LIGHTED FUSEE BETWEEN THE RAH.S 
AND SPED BACK TO HIS MACHINE " 

they would signify to the engineer of the freight 
that a preceding train bad called in a flagman 
at that point, that it was necessary to proceed 
with caution, and to slow down. Fred also knew 
that until very recently two torpedoes followed 
by a single one meant for the train to stop en- 
tirely ; and though the rule was no longer in 
force, he hoped that it had been so recently re- 
voked that the engineer would obey it, especially 
as he also stuck a lighted fusee between the rails. 
It would burn red for three minutes, and hold the 
train that long at least. Then it would burn 
yellow, and tlie engineer miglit go on. He hoped 
not, but at any rate he had no time to stop and 
explain matters, for his greatest duty lay with the 
approaching passenger-train. 

He sped back to his machine, and a hurried 



glance at his watch showed him that the flier 
was six minutes out of Eastbury, which meant 
she was probably four miles out, or three miles 
away. That l)eing the case, he only dared go 
about a mile farther to meet her, and leaping into 
the saddle, he rushed on even more recklessly 
than before, l-'ortunately, in that thinly settled 
district in the hill country, there was little traffic 
at night, and he met no one. 

His objective now was the only straight stretch 
of track in the valley, nearly half a mile long 
and ending at the curve leading into the tunnel. 
He safely reached the upper end of this tangent, 
as the engineers call it, and set a red light, visible 
from both ends of it. Then he hurried toward 
the tunnel mouth and put down torpedoes. Even 
as he did so he heard the rumble of the approach- 
ing train, like a volcano growling in the moun- 
tain. Then the bright eye of the locomotive 
flashed into view, the torpedoes banged, the engi- 
neer saw the light, the brakes groaned and 
shrieked, and the heavy train came to a stand- 
still on the straight track. 

Out popped the conductor to see what was the 
matter, followed by a number of the more curious 
passengers. Fred explained the trouble in a 
couple of words. "1 'm going back now and get 
Fifty-two out of your way," he said. 'T '11 let 
you know when the track is clear." 

But he did n't have to go back, for just at that 
moment, having waited its three minutes until 
the fusee burned yellow and then started on 
again, Number Fifty-two appeared, sliding 
cautiously around the curve onto the lower end 
of the tangent, and stopped a hundred yards 
away. The matter was quickly cleared up when 
the orders of the freight were examined and it 
was found, just as Fred had supposed, that the 
crew had mistaken Eastbridge for Eastbury. 
Thoroughly scared, and chastened in spirit, they 
started to hack to the siding where they belonged, 
while Fred rode back as fast as possible to his 
post. 

When he stepped once more into his office the 
clock showed that he had been gone just seven- 
teen minutes, and his call was clicking like mad 
on the telegraph-sounder. The despatcher was 
anxiously inquiring for Number Fifty-two, and 
told him to hold it there for Number Eight to 
pass. Fred acknowledged the order. Then 
headquarters wanted to know why he had n't 
been able to get the station for the last quarter 
of an hour, told him to pay lietter attention to 
his business or he 'd have trouble, and asked what 
he had been doing. 

That was too much, after what Fred had been 
tlirough. Fie looked out of the window. 



SAVING THE "SEASIDE SPECIAL" 



703 



"Number Fifty-two is on the siding," he re- 
ported. "Number Eight is by." Then he added, 
smiling grimly to himself: 'T 've been taking a 
quiet evening spin on my new motor-cycle. 
That 's why I did n't answer before." 

Back came the reply, ticked off by a different 
hand, as he recognized : "You can spend all 
your time on your motor-cycle after this. You 
will be superseded at 7 150 a.m. to-morrow. A. 
B. Howe, Div. Supt." 

But the next morning it was none other than 
the superintendent himself who swung off the 
cars at Eastbridge. He grasped Fred's hand. 



"I was a little too hasty last night," he said; 
"though you '11 admit that that reply of yours 
was some provocation, after your being off duty 
so long. But I know all the circumstances now. 
We won't have any more mistakes like that one. 
To guard against such accidents in the future, 
this station will henceforth l^e called 'Kingsley' 
station, after you, and you are reinstated in your 
place here. Further, since your motor-cycle has 
been of such service in preventing a terrible dis- 
aster, the company takes pleasure in joining with 
some of the passengers on the express in handing 
you this check to cover the cost of the machine." 




L I T T L 



BY HARRY HAMILTON 



'Round the week from early Monday, 
Morn and eve, till bedtime Sunday, 
Little Why is ever busy 
Asking questions till we 're dizzy. 

Life is just one long reply 
In the house with Little Why. 

"Why do leaves turn red in fall ? 
Why are giants always tall ? 
Why do trolley-cars have bells? 
Why don't city folks dig wells? 
Why are Grandpa's whiskers gray? 
Why does June come after' May? 
Why are bedsteads made of brass? 
Why don't dogs and cats eat grass? 
Why do stars come out at night? 
Why is Daddy always right? 
Why ain't candy good for boys? 
Why 's it wrong to make a noise? 
Why do p'licemen carry sticks? 



Why are houses made of bricks? 
Why don't horses talk like cats? 
Why are ladies 'fraid of bats? 
Why do matches make a light? 
Why do chickens like to fight? 
Why do books have pictures in? 
Why is this a safety-pin? 
Why are toes such stumpy things? 
Why do folks wear wedding-rings ? 
Why is winter always cold ? 
Why did Grandma grow so old? 
Why do bubbles always rise ? 
Why"— no end to all the whys. 

'Round the week from early Monday, 
Morn and eve, till bedtime Sunday, 
Little Why is ever busy 
Asking questions till we 're dizzy. 
Question marks are all around you, 
Still, we 're rather glad we found you. 
Little Why ! 



9 9^99"^ 

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THE CONVALESCENT 

The nicest thing 'bout bein' sick 

Is when yer gettin' well ; 
Then yer mother an' yer sisters 

They treat you sumpthin' swell ; 
They bring you jams and custards 

To "tempt yer appetite" ; 
They play with you and read to you 

From mornin' until night; 
They wrap you up in blankets, 

An' put pillows in a chair, 
An' set you by the window 

So you can get the air. 
An' when yer wabblin' round a bit, 

A-hangin' on to chairs, 
They let you put yer clothes on, 

An' help you down the stairs. 

So somehow you feel sorry when you hear your mother say, 
"My son, I guess you 're well enough to go to school to-day." 

A. M. Cooper. 



704 



GOOD ADVICE 



BY M. L. F. 



Silly Sally Solemn-face, 

Pack your pouts away ; 
Send them down to Frowning Town, 

And let 's go out to play. 



Why, here 's Sally Sunny-face! 

Ready, I declare, 
For some jolly sand-pile fun 

Yonder in the square. 




THE SANU-PILE IN THE SQUAKE. 
70s 



THE VVAK-CANOE OF A GIKLS' CAMP, "FULLY MANNED." 

SPORTS IN GIRLS' CAMPS 

BY ANNA WORTHINGTON COALE 



Every girl goes in for sports at camp. And 
many of those most enthusiastic over swimming, 
basket-ball, or tennis, are the girls who never 
do any of these things at home. The reason is 
that sports at camp are more fun. The camp 
girls put something into their games that even 
their brotiiers miss. A good illustration of this 
is the story of a trip, coming from a camp in 
Vermont : 

It was midsummer, and a party of eight had 
set out from camp on a gipsying trip through the 
Green Mountains. With a wagon along for the 
blankets and supplies, they had traveled many 
miles from home, slept four nights in their 
ponchos, and climbed a mountain. It was on the 
last day, while traveling over hot and dusty 
roads on an average of twenty miles a day, that 
they began to look around for some fun. They 
soon found that the combination of a small po- 
tato, a walking-stick, and a country road pro- 
duced a beautiful game of golf; that the lid of 
a saucepan and a lemon resulted in a dubious 
game of tennis ; and that any water, from four 
inches in depth to four feet, gave opportunity for 
a perfectly good swim. They might leave their 
athletics behind them in camp, the councilor de- 
clared, but never their sports. 

You see, the camp girls know how to play. 
They would rather go out for a good time in 
their games than to win. They may work for 
the camp letter in swimming, tennis, riding, or 
walking, but when they play basket-ball, baseball, 
and other athletic games that boys take so se- 
riously, they play for the sake of the game and 
the fun there is in it. 



Take basket-ball, for example — an impromptu 
game, when two tables challenge each other at 
supper-time, call themselves the Reds and the 
Blues, and come out a few minutes later in fan- 
tastic garb and line up against each other for a 
game. The cut of the costumes, the wild plays, 
the songs made up for the occasion, and the 
spirit of the crowd cheering them on, furnish as 
much real sport as any competitive gam.e with 
the regular, qualified teams. And when it comes 
to competitive games with another camp, or two 
chosen teams from the same camp, the fun is by 
no means dependent on whether they win or lose. 

An occasional afternoon of field sports is some- 
thing like an impromptu game of basket-ball. 
The girls enter the races and the throwing and 
jumping contests for the fun of doing it, under 
the impulse of the moment. Many a timid girl 
who has never had any experience in this kind 
of play is persuaded to go in and try for the fun 
of the thing. 

One game the girls love to play at camp is 
baseball. Some one once asked the venerable 
president of a well-known woman's college if 
he did not think that playing baseball had a ten- 
dency to make girls "mannish." His reply was, 
''My dear sir, did you ever see the girls play?" 
Well, if the bat is a trifle heavy and the mitt in- 
clined to drop off, nevertheless with hard work 
and a gifted pitcher these disadvantages can be 
more than matched by our enthusiasm, and we 
can put up a game that will hold the side-lines 
in suspense through a long summer afternoon. 

A camp of younger girls, who were devoted to 
baseball, once challenged a team of college girls 



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707 



from a neighboring camp. The college girls were 
known to play a good game, but the juniors, noth- 
ing daunted, practised hard and came out to 
meet their rivals with high spirits and a new 
song for the occasion which stated frankly that : 

Camp has a ripping team, 

And they will win the day. 

Before the game opened, rain began to fall, and 
as the college girls proceeded to roll up the score, 
the rain kept coming down faster and faster, but 
neither side was willing to quit, and a loyal band 
of "rooters" stayed on under cover of rubber 
blankets. They played to the finish, and the 
juniors were badly beaten and thoroughly soaked, 
but they took it all with such fine spirit and such 
good humor that the college girls stopped to give 
them a rousing cheer before making a dash for 
their own camp quarters. The juniors, by this time 
headed for their own camp and nearly out of 

sight, were heard singing merrily, "Camp 

has a dripping team, dripping team .'" which they 
kept up until they came splashing into camp. 

There are other games which camp girls may 
go in for, such as hockey, or archery, or rifle- 
practice. Many girls use their spare time in 
keeping up their tennis. In most camps the 
tennis-courts are never idle. Ladder-tourna- 
ments keep the whole camp alive to the game, 
and when the time comes for final try-outs, the 
courts are worked overtime and the side-lines 
are always thronged with excited spectators. 

Riding, always a popular sport at camp, is 
stimulated by excursions into the surrounding 
country, over wood-trails and logging-roads, or 
over the hills and through the villages of the 
main highway. Time was when the spectacle of 
a line of girls in bloomer costume on horseback 



sister has adopted the bloomer costume for her- 
self. The beginner has her lessons in the ring, 
until she learns to feel at home in the saddle and 
make friends with a certain horse. Before the 





TKNNIS IN A MICHIGAN ( AMI' 



used to astonish the countryside. On one oc- 
casion a small urchin of three was seen to go 
into convulsions of laughter; but now not even 
the children turn to look, and the small boy's 



Pliotograph by Press Illustrritiii:; ^el i. c. 

SOME " BLl'E-BIKUs " AMJ THEIR NES r. 

end of the season she has learned to ride them 
all; and when the time comes for the try-outs 
for the camp letter, she knows all about saddling 
and bridling, feeding and watering, and the gen- 
eral care that a horse should have. 

When a camp girl 
goes in for anything, 
she works at it heart 
and soul, and one 
thing she always goes 
in for is swimming. 
She would rather 
miss anything else in 
the day's round — 
even dinner. In a 
typical camp, swim- 
ming-hour is some- 
thing like this : 

As soon as the first 
horn blows, groups of 
thinly clad figures hurry down the path to the 
dock, picking their way with as much speed as 
bumpy ground and tmprotected soles will allow. 
At the signal for "All in!" there is a series of 



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[June, 



splashes, loud gurgles, and shrieks, followed by 
"Wow! This water is wonderful ! Really, it 's 
not a bit c-o-o-ld!" (splash) "No! I said it was 
warm!" (chattering) "Come on in!" (splash) 
'"Ow! Who said it was warm?" (splash) 
"Wonderful '" And so on, until the space be- 




PRACTISING THE DIVE. 

tween the shore and the life-boat and raft is 
alive with bright-colored caps bobbing up and 
down on the surface of the water. In many 
camps the color of the cap indicates the grade 
of the swimmer. 

The beginners take fewer risks, and crawl or 




A SKETCHING PARTY IN A JUNIOR CAMP, 

wade in with even more to-do until the water 
is above their waists, and then the swimming- 
master on the pier gets a rapid fire of questions 
from all directions. "Mr. B., did I get that 



right?" "Oh, Mr, B., will you watch my side 
stroke?" '"Here, Mr. B., over here. Watch 
me! did I get my head under that time?" "Oh, 
Mr. B., did you see me? I floated that 
time !" Then, from the more advanced swim- 
mers: "Mr. B., do I get the breathing right?" 

"Please, Mr. B., show me the angel 
dive!" "Yes, I want to try it, too!" 
"Mr. B., now will you pass ine on the 
crawl?" "Oh, Mr. B., how long before 
the bugle? Shall I have time to go 
down the chute just once?" 

Now and then you can hear the 
swimming-master : "Easy now, don't 
hurry. C-o-a-s-t." "Bend the elbow 
there!" "That 's it; you 're doing 
finely !" "Try again and close the fin- 
gers — stretch — that way!" "Watch the 
l)reathing — out — in !" 
"Si For relaxation from this effort, some 

are playing around the raft and an 
overturned canoe, and others are slid- 
ing down the chute — the joy of some camps — into 
the water. The swimming period lasts about 
twenty minutes for each division, and then the 
bugle sounds for "All out !" 

Wiiat camp girl will ever forget the canoe-test, 
which meant keeping up in deep water, swim- 
ming or floating, with a boat 
alongside, for twenty min- 
utes ? To pass this was the 
goal of her first few weeks 
at camp, especially as every 
one else was trying for it, 
and without it no one was 
allowed to go out in a canoe. 
What excitement as one 
after another passed it — 
some girls who had never 
been able to swim a stroke 
before ! 

One of those who had 
never before tried to swim 
was Janet, an only child, 
from a town in Indiana. 
Here at camp was her op- 
portunity, for, with a life- 
boat on one side and a strong 
swimmer on the pier, there 
was really nothing for her 
parents to worry about, 
especially as a fatal accident 
in the water has never been 
heard of in a girls' cam.p. So Janet made the 
most of her opportunities. She was a girl of 
keen observation and good nerve. For the first 
few days she watched carefully from the dock 



SPORTS IN GIRLS' CAMPS 



709 



everything the others did, until she had it firmly 
fixed in her mind. Then she practised it by her- 
self, on her cot first and then in the water. She 
found she could swim a few _ . 
strokes. She did the same way 
with floating. Then one day 
she found herself out in deep 
water , she lost her nerve and 
thought she was swallowing 
the lake. She had to be 
rescued and brought ashore, 
but the next moment, to every- 
])ody's surprise, she was back 
in deep water, trying it again. 
Before the end of the first 
month, Janet had passed the 
canoe-test. Later, when she 
came to take the further tests 
for the full use of a canoe, 
swimming fifty yards in camp 
clothes, undressing in deep 
water, and keeping up for half 
an hour, she used tlie same 
methods with the same cour- 
age, but nothing ever gave her 
quite the same satisfaction as 
passing the canoe-test. 

There are many such cases 
of pluck and perseverance as 
girls keep advancing from 
one class in swimming to the 
next by passing various 
strokes and dives. Keen excitement is added to 
this by the record-chart, a Inilletin, kept hanging 
in a conspicuous place, which records tiie ad- 
vancement of every girl in camp. To see another 
star opposite your name is surely a great in- 



clude such strokes as over-arm, crawl, trudgeon, 
and spiral, the various holds and breaks in life- 
saving, and any number of dives, from the straight 




'IHi; JUY Ul' TlUi .-jLIUE 



dive to the jack-knife, the amount and kind de- 
pending upon the policy of tlie camp. The ideal 
of the girls' camps is to emphasize good form, 
rather than speed or long-distance swimming, and 
the al)ility to meet any emergency in the water, 




"THE GIRLS CA.S IL i L J' A GAME OF BASEBALL TH.\T WILL HOLD 1111 



^ 1 1 J I . - 1 . 1 M 



centive to keep on working at the over-arm, rather than "stunts" which put a strain on the 
crawl, or back dive. heart and lungs. 

The requirements for the advanced grades in- To get the right form has tested the spirit of 



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[June, 



many a girl. Mary Louise was one who proved 
game by keeping on with a difficult stroke when 
all the girls told her she did it well enough. 
Mary Louise had been working on the crawl. 
She got the motions all right, but still the swim- 
ming-master was not satisfied. He urged her to 
keep on until she was able to breathe naturally 
and to feel relaxed while doing it. This was 
not so easy as it looked, and it required a great 




A bWlMMING PARTY MAKING THE CAMP LETTER, 



deal of patience, but Mary Louise was determined 
to get another star. One day she found herself 
cutting through the water with scarcely any effort 
at all. She felt like the muskrat she had watched 
from a canoe. She knew that it was because she 
was relaxed and was filling her lungs at natural 
intervals. It had surely paid to get it right. 
In the final try-outs for endurance, there was 
keen competition, but Mary Louise won the 
camp letter. 

Pauline was a girl who could swim well, but 
could n't get up the courage to dive. One day 
the girls were practising the racing dive, for the 
water-sports meet with another camp, and the 
swimming-master urged Pauline to come in and 
join the team. Pauline was a girl who had not 



''found herself," and had not the secret of mak- 
ing friends, but there was a chorus at once of, 
"Oh yes, Pauline, come on in !" "But how could 
I?" protested Pauline. "I never made a dive in 
all my life !" 

Just then an adored councilor came along to 
watch the fun. "Pauline," she said sternly, "if 
you don't try that dive and make that team, I 
shall not speak to you again." 

Pauline went in. She took 
the water in splendid form, and 
swam with the team against the 
other camp. At the critical 
point in the relay-race she heard 
the crowd shouting, "Pauline ! 
Go it, Pauline ! Oh, oh ! Pau- 
line !" and she comprehended 
that the race now depended 
upon her. With her opponent 
closing in behind, she swam as 
she had never done before, 
spurred by an incentive entirely 
new to her. She touched the 
pier first and won the day, and 
the shore fairly rang with her 
praise. From that day she has 
never hesitated to go in for 
things. She has now won for 
herself a good place in her 
camp. 

The rescue work, or life-sav- 
ing, with the requirements of 
the United States Volunteer 
Life-savers, or even more diffi- 
cult ones, puts a great deal of 
zest into the swimming. In 
order to pass the tests you must 
know at least three different 
holds which a drowning person 
vv^ould be likely to make while 
struggling and how to break, 
them. You must also be able to dive to the 
bottom and bring up a supposedly drowned 
person in proper form — head first — and tow her 
ashore, using any one of three approved methods 
of carrying, as, for example, crooking the elbow 
under the chin of the victim and swimming on 
the side. You must then demonstrate an ap- 
proved method of resuscitation, usually the 
Schaeffer method, which requires only one person 
to apply it. The first thing on reaching shore is 
to empty the water from the lungs, — which, by 
the way, is never more than two or three tea- 
spoonfuls in amount, — and induce breathing by 
pressure on the ribs. If you have ever been 
called upon to be the victim for some one's 
practice, you will understand why it is still a 



I9I7.] SPORTS IN GIRLS' CAMPS 711 




question in some camps wliich form of death is 
to be preferred: life-saving or mere drowning? 

In a camp where there had been a lively in- 
terest in passing the life-saving tests there was 
one girl who had an opportunity to show how 
well she had learned the most important thing — 
how to keep her head. It was a carnival day, 
and the crowd on the shore and in the boats were 
watching the canoe stunts. Now came one 
where a girl had to jump overboard and get Ijack 
again while her partner steadied the canoe. 
Peggy was in the canoe nearest shore. With her 



was a girl who had not learned the great lesson 
of camp — that the way to prove a good sport, 
when not strong, is sometimes to stay out. 
Beatrice had gone in under protest, and now, as 
Peggy struck the water, to her surprise her canoe 
capsized and Beatrice tumbled after her. The 
crowd cheered, tiainking it had been done for 
effect, but Beatrice was not striking out. She 
had lost consciousness. The only one in the 
crowd who realized the seriousness of the situa- 
tion was Peggy. In an instant she was at 
Beatrice's side, and, supporting her under the 






A TOW OF CANOES ON THE WAV TO FIEI.U DAY Al' A NEIGIIBOKING CAMP. 



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SPORTS IN GIRLS' CAMPS 



waist, began towing her toward shore. She was 
met half-way by a strong swimmer, and the crowd 
cheered again, this time for the real heroine of 
the water sports. 

At the end of camp there come the days of the 
try-outs, with contests in riding, tennis, and field 
sports. 

On the carnival day there are flags flying, 
crowds of gaily dressed people from the neigh- 
borhood, much shouting and camp singing, and 
the lake is alive with boats and canoes. There is 
a program of water sports, including swimming 
singles and relay-races, canoe doubles and singles, 



tub-races, diving for form, obstacle-races and 
canoe stunts. When it is all over, some girls will 
wear on their sweaters the coveted camp letter. 

But there are some things, worth more than 
the camp letter, which every girl will carry home. 
These are the things which she gained at camp 
and which will always be with her — a sense of 
achievement, joy in newly found muscles, the 
feeling that she can do more and more, and, 
possibly, show her older brother some things he 
can't do. Added to this is the recollection of 
blissful summer days, of sunny shores, and as- 
sociation with care-free comrades. 



INDIGNANT 

BY MABEL LIVINGSTON FRANK 




Said a handsome dandy lion 
To a dandelion wee : 
"Pray who ever in creation 

Thought to name you after me?" 



THE GOLDEN EAGLE 



BY ALLEN FRENCH 

Author of "The Runaway," " The Junior Cup," etc. 



Chapter III 

A RESCUE 

With an understanding which he could not 
afterward explain, Pelham saw what Lois was 
doing. The wind had broken upon the boat as it 
was motionless; if it were turned broadside, 
capsizing would be immediate. With the sail 
trimmed almost flat, Lois was holding the heavy 
cat-boat — holding it in spite of the sharp list, in 
spite of the water pouring in — till its dead mass 
should gather headway. And slowly the Venture 
was responding. The strain upon Pelham's arms 
increased ; the boat no longer pounded up and 
down, but, surging slowly forward, threw a wave 
of spray clear across her deck ; then slowly her 
bow began to swing nearer to the wind. Jones 
scrambled up, and though Pelham could not hear 
Lois's voice, he knew that she called the man. 
Together they turned the wheel a little way. The 
Venture, as if alive again, righted, and the sail 
began to flap. Then the man's long arm was 
reached to the boy over the quarter, and in a 
moment Pelham was dragged into the l)oat. 

One glance of the deepest relief passed from 
Harriet's eyes to his. Then he realized that he 
was standing ankle deep in water, that the danger 
was not yet over, and that much remained to be 
done. He looked about for anything to bail with. 

But Lois spoke sharply: "Quick, Jones! put 
down the center-board before I let her fall off. 
Then get out the pump. Pelham, help me here !'' 

Jones thrust the center-board to its full depth, 
Pelham helped Lois to swing the wheel a little 
way, and as she called, "Hold her there !" he felt 
the boat tilting again. Once more she bent 
alarmingly to the wind, and he saw Harriet brace 
herself. But Lois, apparently quite satisfied, 
smiled confidently at her, Harriet smiled faintly 
in return, and the boy realized that things were 
going better. The boat was driving onward. 
Though the Venture heeled till the water boiled 
along her side, the wash-board now kept it from 
the cockpit, and the steady spurting of the pump 
began to take toll of the water that swashed 
around their feet. Why, this was sailing ! 

Sailing indeed ! The wind and rain had beaten 
flat the earlier waves, and the heavy boat was 
rushing across a sea as level as a floor. Its whole 
slaty surface was leaping in little splashes 
caused by the heavy rain, through which one 



could not see for fifty yards. The direction of 
the shore Pelham could not guess. Lois, with a 
little frown, was peering ahead. "Help me," she 
said, "to watch for a spar-buoy." He strained 
his eyes through the rain, telling himself that 
Lois's earlier questions might now stand them in 
good stead 

Jones's steady pumping ceased. He replaced 
the floor-boards that he had lifted, coiled the 
halyards, closed the tiny cabin, and took his 
place at the upper side of the boat beside the 
anxious Harriet. All of them were looking for 
a buoy which the}' might pass unseen in the 
storm. But suddenly — there ! And Pelham 
stretched out his arm toward the sloping spar 
that appeared faintly on their lee bow. 

"About!" cried Lois. "Pull the wheel over!" 

Together they spun it, she with one hand still 
upon the sheet. The bow swung, the mast came 
upright, there was a heavy flapping of the sail. 
Then with a rush the boom came over, the sheet 
stopped it with a jerk, the boat heeled on the 
other tack, and Llarriet and the chauffeur came 
scrambling to the upper side. 

"Let me hold that rope !" begged Pelham. 

Lois shook her head. "There is no strain. 
I am merely ready to ease it." Then he saw 
that the slieet was lightly belayed, and was held 
by being caught upon itself in such a way that 
a quick pull would loosen it in any emergency. 

Again the boat was driving into the rain — 
blindly, the boy thought. The water, still spurt- 
ing myriads of little jets, was now rising to an 
angry chop, and the Venture's bow suddenly 
threw a broad sheet of spray across them all, 
Pelham looked at Harriet, and she smiled at him 
bravely. Then his mind took up the problem 
of their course. As he remembered, to the right, 
as they lay becalmed, had been a cove into which 
they must have sailed, and out of which they 
now were working. Lois's fresh knowledge of 
the buoys doubtless was helping her. Ahead, he 
rem.embered, had been the lighthouse marking 
the entrance of their harbor; he remembered 
also, he thought, a nearer point of land, marked 
with jagged rocks, on which it would not be very 
interesting to drive. They must escape it, round 
it, and make the harbor. And he passed minutes 
and then more minutes wondering whether Lois 
could make it, why Jones did not take the wheel 
(to be sure, the man did not seem anxious to). 



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THE GOLDEN EAGLE 



[June, 



where were the yachts they had seen, and how 
high these waves would finally pile up. The 
l^cnture was pitching heavily and throwing water 
at every plunge. But her speed was undeniable. 

Lois's face was anxious now. She looked at 
the sheet as if desirous of slacking it, and Pel- 
ham feared that that work would be difficult. 
With knitted brow she looked ahead — then sud- 
denly lier face cleared. Pelham now saw another 
spar-buoy; they drove by it within a dozen feet, 
but did not alter their course. Looking back, in 
a minute the buoy was out of sight behind the 
rain. Ahead he saw nothing but the waves leap- 
ing ever higher and higher. Then he remem- 
bered that the boat had been designed for just 
such weather as this, and felt a little better. 

Suddenly the chauffeur pointed and shouted. 
Pelham saw nothing, but at once he felt Lois re- 
spond with a slight pull at the wheel. As he 
helped her, studying her face to see if they were 
to turn, she shook her head, intently looking for- 
waid. Then he, too, saw — two misty sails, a wet 
deck, a sharp bow shearing the water, wide- 
flung spray, figures in yellow. The Venture was 
driving straight at the yacht — would they not 
strike amidships ? Lois pulled again, the cat re- 
sponded with a little yaw, and he saw the 
stranger driye past, thirty feet clear between her 
and the Venture's bow. Some one in the other 
boat waved an arm, he heard a halloo, and the 
two boats were borne apart. As the stranger 
melted into the rain Pelham felt lifted and con- 
fident. This was — living! 

"Ready about!" cried Lois. He looked at her 
inquiringly. She pushed the wheel toward him, 
he pulled until she checked him, and the heavy 
Venture, turning finely, rose, heeled, and drove 
after the stranger into the mist Delighted with 
the solid sureness of the action, Pelham smiled at 
his companion. In return she tossed her head. 

"They showed me my course !" she cried. "We 
can make the harbor on this tack." 

"Can you keep them in sight?" he called, 
wondering how else she could find her way. But 
the need did not seem to occur to her, for she 
answered coolly, "Prol)ably not." 

As they rushed on their course Pelham thought 
that once or twice, in thinner mists, he could see 
the stranger ; but each time she was blotted out. 
Then down the wmd he heard a steady muffled 
pounding. What was it ? 

'Surf," explained Lois, indifferently. 

So quickly a surf in this shallow bay ! They 
were then near the entrance of their harbor? 
Another buoy passed them to leeward, and 
Lois smiled. "We shall soon be under the 
land." But there arose near them — yet he could 



not say from where — a loud ripping, tearing, 
cracking, snapping; and out of the mist loomed, 
close ahead, the shape of the yacht which had 
passed them. Already she had worked nearer 
to the wind : thus much advantage had she gained 
from her racing model. But now she was losing 
speed. Her split jib was flapping itself to tatters, 
and at her bow a slender figure in oilskins was 
working energetically at the ruined sail, trying to 
haul it down. Then, as with a crash the tossing 
yacht smashed into a big wave, the thrashing 
pulley-block struck the worker heavily between 
the eyes Reeling, he groped vainly for the 
stay, fell in the smother of foam at his feet, and, 
like a log, rolled slowly overboard. 

Pelham heard Lois scream as she spun the 
wheel. The sudden slackening of pressure at 
once brought the Venture nearer into the wind, 
and the sail flapped overhead, while the speed 
diminished. But the other yacht drove on, its 
mainsail hiding the fall of the boatman from the 
people in her cockpit. Leaving the wheel, Lois 
stepped upon the starboard seat, leadv. Pelham 
saw, to spring overlioard at the least sign oi the 
castaway. Seeing that the boat was gaining an 
even keel, with her head pointing into the wind, 
Pelham also abandoned the wheel and seized 
Lois's arm. W^ith her eyes still on the water, 
she tried to shake him off; but in spite ot her he 
drew her down 

"You never can swim in those skirts," he said. 
"Let me do it." And he gave her to Harriet's 
clasp. Jones had sprung to the wheel, but left 
it loosely responsive to the idle rudder, knowing 
that until the boat had entirely lost headway she 
would be safe. Thus, slowly losing her mo- 
mentum, the Venture was nevertheless sure to 
approach the spot where the lost boatman fell. 

As Pelham looked into the dull green waves 
so angrily leaping before him, he felt a mean un- 
willingness to brave them. Besides hi- clothes 
he wore the heavy, clogging oilskins ; on hit feet 
were stiff shoes. He knew he had no time to 
manage either buttons or laces. Could he swim 
in that sea? He dreaded the effort. 

But even before he fully realized that he had 
seen, a dozen feet away, a black hat slowly ris- 
ing to the surface, Pelham felt himself leaping 
from the gunwale. To grope and seize a limp 
arm, to drag the head above water, to strike out 
for the cat-boat, and to give the light figure to 
the two eager girls, needed but half a minute, 
Jones threw the wheel over, the Venture heeled, 
and Pelham scram])led over the wash-board al- 
most as soon as the girls had dragged in their 
burden. "I have done it!" thought the boy, sur- 
prised almost as much as he was thankful. 



1917-1 



THE GOLDEN EAGLE 



715 



Shaking the water from his clothes with one 
convulsive wriggle, he dropped on his knees be- 
side the rescued stranger in order to help Lois 
turn the inert body over. It was the first step, 
he knew, in reviving the drowned, to empty 
the water from the lungs. But 
Harriet's hand on his shoulder 
stopped him. 

"Leave him on his back," 
she said. "He was stunned. 
He can't have breathed in any 
water." 

As they paused, irresolute, 
Pelham saw that the stranger 
was a boy of about his own 
age, tanned like an Indian, 
dark of hair, keen of feature, 
marked on the forehead with 
a darkening bruise. The throat 
was thin, the whole body wiry 
and slender. The shirt re- 
vealed by the open oilskin 
jacket was dark and coarse, 
and Pelham knew the lad to 
be a sailor on the little yacht. 
While he was thus thinking, 
the boy opened his eyes and 
looked at the three bending 
above him. 

For a moment he seemed to 
wonder vaguely. Then in a 
flash his eyes opened wider 
still, one hand went to his 
forehead, and with the other 
he tried to raise himself. 
"You — " he gasped. 

Lois put a firm hand on his 
shoulder. "We picked you up. [6 
Lie still !" she said command- 
ingly. 

His bewildered gaze resting 
upon her, he allowed himself 
to be pressed back. There 
came a faint hail across the 
water, "Is he — all right?" 

The occupants of the racer 
had discovered the loss of 
their helper, though so quickly had the rescue 
taken place, that indeed they had scarcely missed 
him before they saw him hauled aboard the 
cat-boat. Over the Venture's quarter Pelham 
saw the little yacht thrashing in the waves, 
handicapped by the loss of her jib, but able to 
make fair headway. She held a bearded man, 
and a boy whose round face, with features ap- 
parently formed for jollity, was now anxiously 
awaiting the reply to the hail. Pelham recog- 



nized Mr. Winslow and his son Howard, and 
shouted: "All right. We '11 bring him in." Then 
he turned to the boy. 

Jones had joined the little group and was lean- 
ing over, saying, "How are you, Neil?" 




I'ELHA.M i'LLl UIiMSELF LEAPING FROM THE GUNWALE. 



The bewildered look was giving place to one of 
comprehension. "Oh, it 's you, Bert. 1 did n't 
know where I was. I guess I hit my head." 

"Guess you did. Better?" 

Slowly the lad raised himself, and with Pel- 
ham's help moved to the leeward seat. He 
dropped his head into his hands. "Better," he 
answered slowly; "but my head splits!" 

"That 's nothing to what you might have got," 
said Tones. "And see ! the storm 's breaking." 



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THE GOLDEN EAGLE 



[June, 



There had come a sudden slackening of the 
rain. The view across the water cleared, and 
Pelham saw to windward three staggering 
yachts, a faint line of trees, and the dim shape 
of the lighthouse. The Venture was at the 
harbor entrance, and to Pelham's relief he saw 
that she was already passing under the lee of the 
land. The wind was less, the waves quieter. A 
hundred yards ahead of them the three yachts, as 
if at a command, spun on another tack. His eye 
followed the direction \vliich they took, and as 
the rain seemed to rise like a curtain from tlie 
scene he saw tiie whole of the liarbor. 

To the left, following the line of the land, a 
broad passage led onward toward a distant shore 
that closed it, where he saw scattered houses. 
Across the middle of the view stretched a long 
sandy spit — an island ? — on which grew low groups 
of trees. At its farther end was another passage, 
ending in rising hills, the roofs of houses among 
trees, and, above them, scattered windmills 
spotted against the sky. The clouds were al- 
ready breaking over them, and a long shaft of 
light shot slanting from the west. Jones waved 
his hand toward the point of windmills. 

"That 's Colton. In races we sail all around 
that island. And si.x storms can't hurt us now." 
He whistled in relief, and, holding the wheel with 
his knee, began stripping off his oilskins. Then 
he became jocular, slapped Neil on the shoulder, 
and, though the wind was still strong, began to 
talk of shaking out the reef. 

But the others were very quiet. Pelham sat 
down beside Harriet and found her hand come 
stealing into his. Neil remained with his head 
in his hands; Lois was watching the clearing of 
the storm. Pelham himself felt very sober; he 
knew, as he looked back, that if he had not 
been so busy, he would have been frightened out 
of his wits. Realizing how wet he was, he pulled 
off his oilskins just as the sun came brightly out. 

As its warmth struck into him, and he felt that, 
in spite of the angry swell that drove inward 
from the bay, they were now safe, his heart 
kindled toward the beauty of the scene. The blue 
and white of wave and whitecap, the cloud 
shadows racing across the green land ahead, 
the broken storm-cloud showing fleecy white and 
darkest gray, with every contrast sharp in the 
clear air, — these made a deep impression on him. 
It all seemed, although the landscape was so un- 
familiar, to his warm heart to speak of home. He 
was dwelling on it gratefully when Lois sharply 
spoke : 

"What does that spindle mean, dead ahead?" 
Not far from their bow, and rising apparently 
from the water, was a stiff stake with a little 



dead fir-tree tied to its top. The boy Neil leaped 
to the wheel. 

"Come about, Bert!" he cried. "Don't you see 
Hen and Chickens?" 

Mumbling an excuse, Jones abandoned the 
wheel to him, and Neil threw the boat on the 
other tack. As she filled away, leaving the 
stake on the quarter, Pelham wondered if there 
was danger there. Then, over the apparently 
innocent spot, the water suddenly broke angrily. 
The subsiding waves showed a rounded rock, 
black and dripping; then to right and left, nearer 
and farther, sharp threatening points showed 
themselves, only to disapjjear again. 

"Hen and Chickens!" he exclaimed. "A nice 
brood !" 

Neil smiled faintly. "They "re mostly covered 
at this tide, but they show clearly at half water. 
Nasty things to run on." 

He tacked across the lessening rollers toward 
the wooded point that formed the outer barrier 
of the harbor; then he turned the boat again 
and followed through a winding channel after 
the racers, the first of which seemed already to 
be swinging to its anchorage. Behind came the 
rest of the little fleet, last of all the one that 
had lost its jib. In they came, jockeyed to their 
moorings, and dropped their sails. 

In the sheltered harbor, behind the point and 
the island, the waves were peaceful, the wind 
was gentle, the brilliant summer evening had be- 
gun. Neil helped Jones to bring out the suit- 
cases, stow the oilskins, and haul the tender to 
the quarter for the row to shore. 

"I '11 stay to shake out the reef and dry the 
sail," he said, as the chauffeur stepped into the 
rowboat. 

"But you 're dripping wet!" cried Pelham. 
"And what about your headache?" 

The boy smiled. "It 's gone. But you are 
dripping wet, too. You went overl)oard for me ?" 

"I had to do it," laughed Pelham, "to keep Miss 
Weatlierbee from going." 

Neil turned toward Lois, but the girl smiled 
away his offered thanks. Then he stretched his 
hand toward Pelham, and his firm grip expressed 
his gratitude. 

Chapter IV 

WITH HARRIET AT THE HELM 

The unforgetable experience of their escape in 
the storm brought home to Pelham the new 
knowledge of a fascinating art. He had thought 
that sailing was not only ancient, but antiquated; 
it had been "put out of business" by the gasolene 
engine. But now he was filled with surprise and 
admiration at the skill by which, with the simplest 



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of mechanisms — three spars, a sail, and a rudder 
— a girl had made the furious wind do her 
bidding. 

Said he to Howard, "If you let me go home 
without being able to handle a boat, I '11 never 
forgive you." 

But it was Neil more tlian Howard who taught 
Pelham to sail. Howard was a stay-abed, but 
both Pelham and Neil were early risers. Day 
after day they sailed two hours before breakfast, 
in every kind of weather, till Pelham's quick 
aptitude brought him the skill which experience 
alone could have taught a slower boy. He 
learned much, too, by instructing his sister; for 
the act of teaching makes a teacher secure in his 
own knowledge. Without progressing so far 
as he, Harriet learned a great deal not only from 
him, but from the two girls. The three often 
went out together in Ruth's Rlioda, as the boys 
went in Howard's Hera. 

Neil was half servant, half friend. In their 
long sails together the two boys explored all each 
other's interests, until they found one in com- 
mon in the study of model aeroplanes. Pelham 
had found at the boat-house one which Neil had 
constructed and had vainly endeavored to fly. 

"It "s beautifully made," said Pelham, gener- 
ously, "but the front is too heavy ; you can 
get along without all those braces. If you took 
off that long strut, and got rid of those two 
cross-bars, the thing would have a chance of 
flying. But you 'd do better to build one entirely 
new. I only wish I 'd brought my own. But 
see here ; this is how I made it." 

They had been sitting in front of the boat- 
house, and Pelham smoothed out the sand for a 
drawing-table. He drew and explained; Neil 
queried and suggested. When a good working- 
plan had finally been completed Pelham said, 
"I '11 help you make it." 

"All I need," said Neil, "is your advice. 
Howard will keep you too busy to give me much 
else And I have acres of time. You see, when 
we boatmen are busy we 're very busy. But 
take the long middle of a day without wind, like 
this, or a rainy day, or one when the owners go 
off alone and leave us ashore, why, we make the 
place neat, do what mending or splicing or pre- 
paring we can, and then loaf and loaf until some- 
thing turns up. It 's the same with Bert. The 
Winslows are so much on the water that he has 
acres of time to himself. I don't know anything 
more likely to make a man lazy." 

"That 's why you always have a book about, 
and want to make aeroplanes?" asked Pelham. 

Neil smiled. "I can't become a mere loafer. 
And I must prepare myself for better jobs than 



this." He had Annapolis in his mind, though he 
did not say so. 

There came a hail from the hillside al)Ove. 
"Pelham, we 're going out fishing with the Rus- 
sells in their motor-boat. Come up and get 
ready." 

"You see," said Neil, as Pelham sprang up, 
"I shall have the rest of the day to myself. But 
I '11 begin on the new machine." 

Yet when Pelham had gone, Neil sat still 
for a while, planning. He did not rouse him- 
self till he heard a step at the boat-house door 
and a voice say, " 'Mere loafer !' " 

He looked up. Jones stood in the doorway. 
"Oh," said Neil, "you were listening!" 

"What better job are you preparing yourself 
for?" demanded the chauffeur. "Is it mine?" 

"Don't be afraid," answered Neil. "My am- 
bition does n't turn that way." 

"Aw," answered Jones, contemptuously ; "any 
one could do your work!" 

Neil's eye flashed as, giving way for the 
moment to a sudden fit of resentment, he snapped 
his answer : 

"Many a man that thinks he can sail can't 
manage a boat in a Buzzard's Bay squall." 

The man was furious. Not only had Neil made 
him fear for his position, but he now opened 
afresh the wound to the man's vanity. Jones's 
forgetfulness of the gasolene, his carelessness in 
leaving the anchor, his inability to manage the 
Venture— the tale was all over town. The maids 
twitted him with it, the other chauffeurs "jollied" 
him, and the boatmen (a race of men whom he 
did not understand) had carefully avoided the 
subject. Both the jokes and the silence had cut 
him deep, but his employer's few stern words 
cut deeper. Mr. Winslow had severely blamed 
himself, and had apologized to his visitors for 
sending with the Venture a man unable to meet 
all emergencies. He had also spoken very plainly 
to the man — hence Jones's fear of losing his 
place. All this was fresh in his mind w'hen the 
boy threw the taunt in his face. 

He raised his threatening fists. Neil, spring- 
ing back, stretched out a hand toward a boat- 
hook leaning against the door. But he did not 
seize it, for Jones instantly paused. 

"You 'd use that on me ?" he demanded. 

"To keep you off," replied the boy. "Why 
should I let you hammer me?" 

Realizing what might happen if his attempt 
to bully were interrupted by his employer, the 
man swallowed his wrath. Yet he needed some 
outlet to his exasperation. Neil's aeroplane lay 
near, and with a single step the chauffeur 
crushed it. 



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THE GOLDEN EAGLE 



[June, 



'"Oh, I beg your pardon," he mocked, as he 
turned away. 

Harriet was holding the wheel of the Venture. 
Yesterday she had been allowed to sail the Rlwda, 
and had done so well that now, on a trip across 
the bay to Marlow, where the important races 
were sailed, she had been promoted to the dignity 
of managing the big cat-boat. The wind was 
moderate, Ruth sat at her elbow and coached 
her, the others kindly paid no attention, and so 
Harriet had attained a feeling of reasonable con- 
fidence. ■ And yet she knew, as she looked at the 
harbor ahead and its boats, whether quiet or in 
motion, that her heart would presently be flutter- 
ing when she tried to navigate among them. 

The party intended merely to sail into the 
harbor and sail out again. There were six in the 
boat : the two Winslows, their three visitors, and 
Neil as boatman. Dick, a heavy, thorough, care- 
ful man, was the Winslows' chief boatman; but 
this was his day off, and Neil was present in his 
place. Before he had been allowed to go Mrs. 
Winslow had appealed for her husband's decision. 
Was not Neil too young for the responsibility? 

'"Why?" asked Mr. Winslow. 

"Neil is no more than a boy," his wife ex- 
plained. "And you know what the boatmen are 
saying — about this being a summer for storms." 

Mr. Winslow understood very well. Since the 
beginning of tlie season, when a fierce squall had 
spoiled the first race for the Eagle, the boatmen 
had given much credence to a weather-prophet 
who lived down Quisset way, and who reasoned 
from certain infallible signs that during the sum- 
mer there were to come four storms, each one 
worse than the last. Three unusual squalls had, 
in fact, swept down upon the bay, and the boat- 
men were sure that a fourth was to come before 
Labor Day. Mrs. Winslow herself felt a mother's 
nervous dread that a final storm might bring 
disaster to her children. 

On the other hand, her husband was not at 
all afraid of his children's ability to take care 
of themselves, if only reasonable forethought 
were taken. He pointed out to his wife that the 
Venture was very steady, that she had plenty 
of gasolene, and, moreover, that she had her 
anchor on board. "Few sports," he reminded 
his wife, "will develop a child's self-reliance as 
does yachting. And if Dick has a fault, it is that 
he is so cautious that he does n't let the young- 
sters do enough for themselves. Neil's judgment 
is good; they are safe with him." 

So Neil, who was Howard's boatman as Dick 
was Ruth's, went with the party, sat a little apart, 
did not speak unless spoken to, and yet was em- 



powered, as if he were a grown man, to take com- 
mand of the boat in any difficulty. Harriet really 
wished it were he that was coaching her rather 
than Ruth, whose directions were not always 
clear, h'or though Ruth was an excellent sailor, 
she was a little too likely to give her instructions 
hurriedly and in words that Harriet did not 
understand. 

So far, Harriet had learned the meaning of 
leeward and windward, starboard and port, 
"keep her up," "let her fall off,"' and "bring her 
about." She also knew what lufifing was. To be 
sure, she always had to pause before executing a 
command, first in order to be sure that she under- 
stood it, and next slowly and carefully to put her 
actions in the proper order. Ruth was a little 
inclined to laugh at her deliberation ; but How- 
ard bluntly corrected his sister. 

"Harriet does everything right, even if she 's 
slow. That 's better than doing wrong quickly." 

The trip across the bay had been simple 
enough; with square miles of room in which to 
make harmless mistakes. But now, as the harbor 
approached, Harriet began to dread making a 
mistake which would bring about a collision. She 
therefore offered the wheel to Ruth, but the 
company united in telling her to keep her place. 

"You 've got to learn some time," said Howard. 
"Stick to it !" 

So Harriet took fresh confidence and remained 
at the helm. 

A fifteen-footer came swiftly toward them. It 
was much the same model, Harriet thought, as 
Ruth's Rlioda. In a few moments she learned 
that she was right. The boat passed within thirty 
feet, its owner paying no attention to the occu- 
pants of the Venture. 

"Is n't that like Fred Barnes?" asked Howard, 
impatiently. "He looked us all over until he 
came near, and then he passed as if he 'd never 
seen me before. Why, I 've licked him in a 
dozen races !" 

Ruth laughed slyly. "He 's licked you in a 
dozen, too." 

"Certainly," admitted Howard. "He licked me 
only the other day. And for that very reason I 
would take pains to bow when we met." 

"Oh," said Harriet, who recognized the name. 
"Fred Barnes is the one who is tied with you 
and Ruth for the Golden Eagle." 

Howard affected a comic grumble. "He won 
the first year, I the second. Ruth was second 
each year, but that did n't count. Last Saturday's 
race would have given the Eagle to either Fred 
or me — only it happened that Ruth won, and took 
first place for the year. Did you ever hear such 
miserable luck ?" 



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They laughed. 

"And then," went on Howard, "according to 
the terms of the contest, we tried to settle the 
tie by counting up the number of races that each 
of the three had won — and there was .a tie again ! 
So the next race settles it all." 

"Does Fred Barnes have a grudge against 
you ?" asked Pelham. 

"Oh, no !" answered Howard. "He 's mighty 
grumpy just after he 's been beaten, and he could 
hardly be polite even to Ruth after she won last 
Saturday. He says mighty rude things when 
he 's in such a mood — oh, I 've been ready to 
thrash him for them. But I 've come to learn 
that he forgets that he 's insulted you and seems 
surprised that you have any feeling about it." 

"The kind that does n't apologize," remarked 
Pelham. "I know 'em. But what makes him so ?" 

"Money, we think," answered Howard. "His 
father has a good many millions. Made his 
money suddenly, you know, by speculation. I 
guess it 's gone to Fred's head." 

"He 's like some of the girls at school that 
show the dollar-sign," said Lois. "I often think 
they 're very lucky." 

"Lucky!" exclaimed all the rest together. 
Even Neil, sitting forward by the mast, for a 
moment turned his head. 

"All they want is things," Lois explained. 
"And things they can buy. They can even buy 
the kind of friend they want. Suppose, on the 
other hand, they wanted to be something? They 
've never quite trained themselves for it. Now 
I never saw Fred Barnes before, but is n't he 
like that?" 

"Exactly !" cried Howard. 

"Come about," Neil said quietly to Harriet. 
"We 're running into shallow water." 

He had left his place and come behind her; and 
crouching on the narrow overhang of the stubby 
stern, he cleverly avoided the sweeping sheet as 
she brought the boat about. Instead of allow- 
ing her to belay the rope he held it half cleated. 
His watchfulness and readiness gave her con- 
fidence, and she steered as he told her, beyond 
the cluster of boats that lay at anchor. Again at 
his direction she brought the boat to another 
tack, and found it heading through a lane of 
anchored yachts, directly toward the end of 
the pier. She was delighted with the slow 
certainty Vv'ith which the boat answered the 
wheel, delighted also that she understood what 
she was doing. Looking ahead, she saw that the 
Venture would pass close by the pier, entirely 
clear of all the anchored boats. Her confidence 
increased as she said to herself that sailing 
in a harbor was not so difficult after all. So she 



allowed her eyes to wander from their previous 
strict attention to the course of the boat. 

Thus it was that she saw Fred Barnes, in his 
fifteen-footer that had passed them so recently, 
sailing on a course that was bringing the two 
boats near together. Quick thinking showed 
Harriet that Barnes was running almost before 
the wind; she had, therefore, the right of way 
over him, and did not need to worry. Her in- 
experience, however, kept her thinking of the 
situation which would come aliout when in a 
few moments the two boats would l^e at their 
nearest. She was not able to gage their speeds 
so as to be sure that they could safely pass. 
Looking at Neil, she saw that he was not worried, 
but that his eye was attentively fixed upon the 
other boat. Howard also noticed the problem 
that was fast developing. 

"Fred sees that you 're a greenhorn and means 
to bother you," he said. "Don't let him drive 
you into giving up the wheel." 

Harriet looked again at the Flora, and now 
saw tliat probably the two boats would clear each 
other not far from the end of the pier. Yet 
even if they were in danger of striking, Fred 
would have to give way to her. So she sailed 
confidently on, still unaware of yachtsmen's 
tricks. 

The Ijoats came near, and were indeed already 
passing, some ten yards apart, when Harriet 
heard Fred give a sharp order to his man. Look- 
ing, she saw that the man was beginning to haul 
in the sail. It did not need Howard's angry 
growl to tell her what Fred was about to do. He 
was going to bring the Flora round upon the 
starboard tack, and thus, having gained the right 
of way, would force the Venture to turn away 
from him. This would very neatly pocket 
Harriet behind the pier, while another quick turn 
on Fred's part would leave him just outside, free 
to sail innocently away. 

"Well," thought Harriet, "I suppose it will give 
him great satisfaction." She looked at the pier 
in order to judge her distance. 

The rest all happened quickly. She had 
scarcely noticed a boat-load of laughing children 
under the pier, splashing happily in the shadow, 
before the rattling of blocks and the flapping of 
the Flora's sail called her attention back to her 
work. The racing-boat had spun about, and had 
started to cross the I'^ciiture's bows. So close 
was she that the big cat-boat could neither keep 
on nor turn toward her without a collision. 
Harriet could not help admiring the skill of the 
trick, while vexedly preparing to turn away. 

Ruth's nervous cry hastened her. "About, 
Flarriet ! About !" 



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But Neil said quietly, '"You must keep on!" 

And on the instant Harriet recognized his 
reason. The boat-load of children had managed 
to come out from under the pier and were rowing 
themselves into the path where, should she turn, 
the Venture must cut them down. 



"Keep on!" said Neil again, steadily. Harriet 
felt that he lield himself ready for the emer- 
gency, but he kept his hand from the wheel. 

Thus reassured and encouraged, Harriet 
gripped it the more firmly. Fred had created 
the situation, and he himself must suffer from it. 



{To be continued.) 



THE FAIRIES 

BY ELLA M. BOULT 

They 're all about and in and out the flowers, and they hide 

Behind stone walls and hedgerows ; and they skip and dance and play 

Down in the reeds and grasses all along the water's side. 

Where they float their fairy boats, and dive, and splash about all day. 

They dance and sing, and gaily ring wee silv'ry bells for hours ; 
They jump on backs of dragon-flies, and float on thistle-down; 
Sometimes they 're hungry, and they suck the honey out of flowers ; 
And one 's a princess, one 's a knight, and one 's a fairy clown. 

They make their wings and cloaks and things from the web the 
spider weaves ; 

They linger late at night to catch the fireflies for their slaves; 

They whisper secrets all day long among the rustling leaves ; 

They sleep, whene'er they sleep at all, in glow-worm lighted caves. 

They often tease the honey-bees and butterflies, and steal 
The sweets the bees are bearing, and the down upon the wings 
Of the butterflies to make the fairy pillows, and they feel 
All bubbling over when they hear the song the robin sings. 

And sometimes crowds upon the clouds go floating to the sky, 
So far and far away they can't get back again for days ; 
And then their fairy playmates cry, and cry, and cry, and cry, — 
And that 's the sighing sound you hear in green-grown fairy ways. 

They 're everywhere ! High in the air they 're riding on the breeze ; 
They 're lying low in moss beds, where they sip the silv'ry dew 
From crimson cups; they sway and swing from tops of tallest trees: 
And yet,—/ 've never seen a fairy right close HAVE YOU? 

'Most every day I come and play, and sit and read my book, 
And hope that sometime they will let me see them ; but I know 
That they 're afraid of Glen, who one time pulled me from the brook 
And did n't let me drown, and now goes everywhere I go. 

I close my ]:)ook, and look and look about me everywhere ; 
I almost, almost see them, and I whisper low to Glen 
To lie quite still; hut he wags his tail, and bristles up his hair; 
And they 're proba])ly frightened to death, and say, "Let 's never go 
there again !" 



UNDER BOY SCOUT COLORS 



BY JOSEPH B. AMES 

Author of " The Treasure of the Canyon," etc. 



Chapter XVII 

dale's chance 

To Tompkins, watching- with bated breath and 
clenched fists, it seemed as if the ball would never 
drop. Two of the fielders were running swiftly 
backward, but there was n't a chance in a hun- 
dred of their catching it. Bat flung aside and 
toe-clips digging into the ground, Blake was 
speeding toward first. Before the ball hit the 
turf he had rounded the sack. By the time Pete 
Oliver had recovered it and lined it in, the runner 
was panting on second. 

"Got him going! Got him going!" shrieked 
Conners, delightedly. "Get after it. Peanut. 
Smash it on the nose and bring in Blakie !" 

His team-mates added their jubilations to his, 
and a bedlam of shrill advice, mingled with fresh 
joshing, ensued. Ranny's eyes flashed with ill- 
concealed anger, and he gripped his under lip 
tight between his teeth. His fii'st ball was good, 
but the batter fell on the second with all his 
might. Crack ! A gasp went up from the watch- 
ers on the bench. Smack ! The gasp merged 
into a yell of delight as the ball landed squarely 
in Frank Sanson's mitt and stuck there. The 
force of the impact nearly upset the short-stop, 
but he recovered swiftly and lined the horse- 
hide straight into the outstretched hands of 
Court Parker, astride of third. There was a 
flashing downward motion of those hands, and 
the sliding runner was tagged, his fingers not 
six inches from the sack. 

To the shout of delight that went up, Dale 
Tompkins contributed rather more than his share. 
Leaping and capering in front of the bench, it 
seemed as if he could n't express his overwhelm- 
ing relief at the unexpected ending of the inning 
and their escape from a dangerous situation. He 
thumped Sanson on the back and poked Court in 
the ribs joyously. But when the first excited en- 
thusiasm had passed he began to think of the 
inning yet to be played and to wonder how Ranny 
would get through it. Surely there was time 
to pull himself together, the boy thought. He 
had n't really lost control of himself except for a 
moment. 

With the opening of the ninth it looked as if 
Tompkins was right. Troop Five had failed to 
score further, but Ranny entered the box ap- 
parently as cool and self-contained as he had 



been at the beginning of the game. Quietly and 
efficiently he took the first batter in hand, and 
in spite of the joshing that at once began on the 
other side, he lured the boy into popping up a 
little infield fly that was easily smothered by the 
second baseman. 

The next fellow up, however, sent out a long 
fly to right-field which Blair unaccountably 
muffed. Instantly the shrill, nagging voice of 
"Red" Conners pierced the din. 

"Up in a balloon !" he yelled. "Little Lambie 's 
ready for the stable. He 's done. I knew he 
could n't stand up before a regular team once 
they got his number." 

Irritating as a mosquito's buzz, the strident 
voice rasped Dale Tompkins's spirit like a file, 
and a rush of sympathy for the pitcher swept 
over him. He knew how annoying it is to be 
blamed for another's fault, and the error was 
distinctly Blair's for muffing that fly. If only 
Phelps would n't pay any attention to the nag- 
ging ! He had only to put out two more men 
and win the game. Surely he must realize that 
the fellows did n't mean anything they said ; that 
they were only trying — 

He caught his breath with a swift, anxious in- 
take as the ball left Ranny's fingers and an 
instant later went sailing over the infield. It was 
a clean hit and brought forth a roar of delight 
from Troop One's adherents, who at once re- 
doubled their efforts to tease the angry pitcher. 
It was n't baseball, in its better sense, nor did 
it show the real scout spirit, but it was human 
nature. Seeing the game slipping from them, 
they took the only way they had been able to 
discover to turn the tables. Ranny, plainly furi- 
ous, pitched hastily to the next batter and hit 
him in the arm. The bases were filled, with only 
one out. 

"They 've rattled him, all right," said the re- 
gretful voice of Paul Trexler at Tompkins's 
elbow. "Great Scott ! He can't be going to stick 
it out!" 

For a moment it looked that way. Flushed and 
furious, his snapping eyes sweeping the circle 
of grinning faces, Ranny stood motionless for a 
moment or two in the middle of the diamond. He 
even toed the slab and took a signal from Ted 
Macllvaine. Then, of a sudden, his arm dropped 
to his side, and he stalked across the infield 
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face was white, save where the grip of teeth had 
left little crimson dents in his under lip. His 
level, almost hostile, glance fixed Dale Tompkins 
coldly. 

"Go in, Tompkins," he said curtly, and tossed 
him the ball. 

Dale caught it instinctively, and, scrambling 
to his feet, pulled of¥ his sweater mechanically. 
His chance had come, but somehow he did not 
want it now. He would infinitely rather have 
had Ranny keep his head and his control and 
finish the game he had started off so well. The 
hurt and shame in that white face smote on him 
with a sense of physical pain, made him feel in a 
curious, involved fashion as if he were in some 
manner responsible for the humiliation of his 
hero. 

A moment later all this vanished from his 
mind as he crossed the diamond, his heart beat- 
ing unevenly, every sense concentrated in the 
task before him. He was greeted by a burst of 
joshing from Conners and the others, but he 
scarcely heard it. Quite without self-conscious- 
ness as he was, the remarks of the crowd, with 
most of whom he was on friendly terms, meant 
nothing to him. It was merely an obvious at- 
tempt to rattle him to which he paid no heed, so 
intent was he on gaging the boy who stood, bat in 
hand, a little to one side of the plate. 

Tompkins had warmed up a little before the 
game, and now, after throwing a few to Mac- 
Ilvaine, he found the plate and nodded to the 
batter to resume his place. All the afternoon 
he had been sizing up the different batters, noting 
as well as he could the strength and weakness 
of each one. He thought he knew the sort of 
ball Jack Dillon could not hit safely, and promptly 
he proceeded to send it up. 

In that very instant something in the fellow's 
face told him that he had blundered. His heart 
leaped with the crack of leather meeting wood ; 
he caught his breath almost with a sob as the 
ball whizzed past his vainly reaching arm. There 
was no answering thud behind him. Bob Gibson 
had missed ! Heartsick, he saw the runner shoot 
down from third and cross the plate. Close at 
his heels, it seemed, the fellow behind him 
rounded the sack and started home. Suddenly 
he doubled back, and Dale realized with a gasp 
of thankfulness that Gardner had nipped that 
second run with a fine throw to the plate from 
center-field. 

He was trembling a bit as he caught the ball 
from Macllvaine and moved slowly backward, 
turning it nervously in his hands. There was a 
sick, sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach. 
All aljout him the opposition were yelling joy- 



ously as if it were only a question of minutes be- 
fore the game could be counted theirs. 

"Another easy mark !" shrilled Conners. "We 
've got him going, too. One good single, Irish, 
and we take the lead. Come over here, Blakie, 
and coach. I 'm up next." 

Dale brought his teeth down hard and his jaw 
squared. He 'd show Red Conners who was easy. 
Stepping into the box, he met the confident grin 
of Roddy Thorpe. This time there could be no 
mistake. He knew Roddy's game through and 
through. His eyes dropped to where Macllvaine 
crouched, giving a signal from behind his mitt. 
He shook his head slightly, and Bob, with som.e 
reluctance, changed the signal for another. Dale 
pitched suddenly, and Thorpe, swinging with all 
his strength to meet the sort of ball he thought 
was coming, missed, with ludicrous dismay. 

He fouled the second one, and then let two 
go by. Finally he missed again, fooled by a 
sudden change of pace and a slow ball when he 
had expected speed. A cheer went up from his 
team-mates that still further heartened Tompkins. 

"Who 's an easy mark now. Red?" taunted 
Frank Sanson, pounding his glove delightedly. 
"Here 's where you get yours, too." 

"I should worry!" retorted Conners, dancing 
to the plate with every sign of confidence. "That 
was only a fluke ; it won't last." 

Dale's eyes narrowed a bit as he surveyed the 
grinning, freckled face before him. Ordinarily, 
he and Red were on good enough terms, but at 
this moment he felt a slow, smoldering anger 
against the fellow who, he felt, had been the 
main cause of forcing Ranny out of the box. 
"Here 's where I even up," he muttered. 

He took Bob's signal, and promptly, yet with- 
out apparent ha.ste, he pitched. The ball left his 
fingers and whistled over with a slight inswerve. 
Conners swung his bat fiercely, but encountered 
nothing but empty air. 

"One!" muttered Tompkins, under his breath. 
"Two more, now — just two more !" 

The next was a ball, and Conners let it pass. 
Then came a slow one delivered with a swing 
and snap that fooled the batter into striking be- 
fore it was well within his reach. As he re- 
gained his balance he scowled slightly and shook 
his head. The grin still stretched his lips, but 
it had turned into a grimace. 

Dale's heart began to pound. Over and over 
again he was saying to himself: "One more! 
Only one more! I must get him — I 've got to!" 

Silence had fallen on the field. The batter's 
team-mates had left off their gibing. It seemed 
as if every fellow gathered about the edges of 
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Dale's right hand drew back slowly, and for an 
instant he cuddled the ball under his chin. Then, 
like a flash, his arm shot forward and a gray 
shadow whizzed through the air. 

The ball was high — too high, many a breath- 
less onlooker thought at first. But suddenly it 
flashed downward across Conners's shoulders. 
Too late the batter saw it drop and brought his 
bat around. There was a swish, a thud — and the 
umpire's voice was drowned in the shrill yell of 
relaxing tension that split the throats of the 
victorious team as they made a rush for 
Tompkins, standing in the middle of the diamond. 

Sanson and Bob Gibson reached him first, but 
the others were not far behind. Thumping, 
pounding, poking him in the ribs and executing 
around him an impromptu war-dance, they 
swept Dale toward the bench, jabbering excitedly 
the while. In a happy sort of daze the boy heard 
the hearty congratulations of Mr. Curtis. Then, 
when the throng had spread out a little, he sud- 
denly found himself face to face with Ranleigh 
Phelps. 

For a second there was an embarrassed silence ; 
then the blond chap put out his hand. 

"You did mighty well, Tompkins," he said, 
with a touch of constraint in his manner. "I 
wish — " He paused an instant, and a faint color 
crept into his face. 'T 'd just like you to know," 
he went on rapidly, "that I have n't kept you out 
of the box all season because — because of — want- 
ing to take all the pitching myself. I — I — did n't 
think you 'd — make good. I was wrong, of 
course. I — I 'm sorry it 's too late to — prove it 
to you." 

That was all. Without waiting for a reply, he 
turned away. But Dale's face glowed. Some- 
how those brief words from Ranleigh meant 
more to him than the exuberant congratulations 
of all the others. 

Chapter XVIII 

A OUESTIOX OF MONEY 

With the intertroop baseball series a thing of 
the past, Sanson and Trexler promptly turned 
their attention to swimming. They had already 
been out to the lake several times, but with base- 
ball practice almost every day, it had not been 
possible to spend very much time there. Now, 
however, they both took advantage of every free 
afternoon, and before a great while Paul emerged 
from that first hopeless, helpless state when it 
seemed as if he were never going to be able even 
to support himself in the water. He was still 
far from being a good swimmer, but at least he 
could behold the miraculous ease and skill of 



the other fellows without a feeling of despondent 
envy. 

Frank Sanson naturally made much quicker 
progress. Knowing the rudiments, he did not, 
like Paul, have to start at the very beginning. 
His strength and endurance, too, were greater 
than his friend's, and he had practically none of 
Trexler's nervous timidity to combat. All he 
needed was practice, and he was not long grad- 
uating from the novice class. 

The latter was uncommonly large this year. 
It was the first time the boys had had the free- 
dom of Crystal Lake, and practically every scout 
who did not know how to swim seemed bent on 
learning before the summer camp started. Many 
of the enthusiasts went out there every after- 
noon, while Saturdays always saw a big crowd, 
most of whom brought their lunch and made a 
day of it. 

As a matter of course, since swimming could 
not very well be indulged in all the time, there 
developed a great variety of scout sports and 
activities. Often a scoutrtiaster or two showed 
up, and by dint of a little suggestion would in- 
troduce among the purely entertaining games one 
designed to test the boys' ability at signaling or 
first aid, or his knowledge of tracking and trail- 
ing and woodcraft generally. 

The system was entirely successful. Fellows 
who lacked the ambition or push to acquire these 
important details of scouting — and there are al- 
ways such in every troop — found themselves, to 
their surprise, absorbing the knowledge through 
the medium of a game or competition. More 
often than not they discovered that it was n't so 
hard or uninteresting as they supposed, and in 
many cases real enthusiasm developed. More- 
over, members of the different troops came to 
know and understand each other in a way which 
would have been impossible without this close 
and constant companionship. Hitherto they had 
kept pretty much to themselves, each boy travel- 
ing mainly with his own crowd and generally 
meeting the others as opponents on gridiron or 
diamond. 

Now unexpected friendships developed. Paul 
Trexler, who had revived much of his interest in 
bird study, was amazed to find a kindred spirit 
in Jim Crancher of Troop One. This big, rather 
rough-and-ready, chap of whom Paul had al- 
ways stood somewhat in awe, proved to be quite 
as keen as himself about birds and nature gen- 
erally, and the two had many a pleasant and 
profitable tramp through the woods together. 
There were many other similar cases, and be- 
fore long it was no uncommon thing to see boys 
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together and chatting intimately about w liat they 
would do at camp. 

The latter subject became more and more a 
topic of interest and discussion. For the first 
time the various troops were planning to join 
forces in a common camp, and for months a com- 
mittee of scoutmasters had 
been at work on the details. 
Funds for equipment had 
been secured by the local 
council, but the question of 
a proper location threatened 
to prove a serious difficulty. 
Dozens of sites had been in- 
vestigated and found lacking 
in some important particular, 
either in quantity or quality 
of water, in woods not ex- 
tensive enough for hiking, 
and the like. Most of the 
really attractive lakes in 
that part of the State were 
lined with summer cottages 
and bungalows, while the 
wilder, mountainous sections 
were too inaccessible to be 
wisely considered in a camp 
of this nature. 

The boys were beginning 
to grow seriously worried 
when suddenly the rumor 
swept through town that a 
novel and totally unexpected 
solution of the difficulty had 
presented itself. It was said 
that the committee had been 
offered the use of a large 
tract of land in the southern 
part of the State bordering 
on the ocean. Such a situa- 
tion had never been even 
remotely considered, and the 
excitement of the boys, many 
of whom had never seen the 
ocean, rose to fever-heat at 
the enthralling possibility. 

At the earliest possible 
moment Troop Five in a body hurried around to 
obtain further details from Mr. Curtis, only to 
discover that he had gone with other members of 
the committee to look the ground over. He was 
away for three days, returning the afternoon of 
the troop meeting, from which, it is perhaps 
needless to say, not a scout was absent. 

"You 've heard about it, I see," the scout- 
master remarked as he surveyed the line of 
eager,- bright-eyed boys before him. "Well, I 



don't know that we can employ our time better 
to-night than in going over the camp proposition 
thoroughly and finding out what you fellows 
think of the situation." 

"Is it going to be at — at that place on the 
ocean, sir?" put in one of the boys. 




HERE WAS A SCRAMBLE TO GET ABOARD." (SEE PAGE 727.) 

"Yes ; we 've practically decided to accept Mr. 
Thornton's offer. The distance was the only 
drawback ; it 's almost a hundred miles from 
here, but I think we can get around that. Every- 
thing else is ideal. The land is a wooded point 
of six or seven hundred acres. One side faces 
the ocean, the other a wide, sheltered bay that 
runs inland several miles, joining finally with a 
small river. The whole point is rather high 
ground, with stretches of sand-dunes on the 



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ocean side, and wooded with scrub-oak and 
stunted pines. Back of that, the land is mostly 
covered with second-growth timber, and rises 
gradually to an elevation called Lost Mine 
Hill—" ' 

"What 's that, sir?"' interrupted Court Parker, 
eagerly. 

The scoutmaster smiled. "At the time of the 
revolution there was said to be a copper-mine 
located thereabouts, the entrance to which has 
since been lost track of. At least, that "s what 
one of the old residents told us." 

More than one boy's eyes sparkled. There was 
a fascination in the mere name. 

"Whether it "s true or not, I have no idea," 
continued Mr. Curtis. "To return to the camp. 
This would be located on the bay side of the 
point, facing the village, which is over a mile 
distant and practically the only settlement 
around. The beach shelves gradually here, mak- 
ing an ideal place for swimming, and there are 
three or four small islands about a quarter of a 
mile from shore. The fishing in the bay is fine, 
and there are lots of crabs and eels in the coves 
and inlets farther up. We should have to do a 
lot of clearing out, of course, for the under- 
growth is pretty thick, but that would be more 
fun than otherwise." 

A long, concerted sigh went up from the listen- 
ing scouts. Ocean and islands and a lost copper- 
mine seemed too entrancing a combination to be 
possible. Several boys began to ask questions at 
once, but stopped at a gesture from Mr. Curtis. 

"One at a time, fellows," he reminded them. 
"The only practicable way of getting there. Boli, 
is to hire an auto-truck and motor down to Clam 
Cove, crossing over in a motor-boat. We have n't 
enough tents or equipment to accommodate all 
the fellows at once, so we 've decided to divide 
in two or three relays of say thirty-five boys to 
a group, each crowd to stay two weeks. The 
truck could make the trip in seven or eight hours, 
and by starting early could take one liunch down 
and bring another back the same day, thus con- 
sideralily lessening the expense." 

"How much do you think that will be, sir?" 
asked Dale Tompkins, quickly, an anxious wrinkle 
in his forehead. 

"About five dollars a week for lioard and a 
dollar extra for transportation." 

The troubled expression deepened in Dale's 
face, and he scarcely heard the various other 
questions and answers that followed. Six dol- 
lars a week — twelve in all ! There would be 
other necessities, too, in the way of clothes fit 
for camp. He had no shorts, for instance, or 
decent sneakers. Fifteen dollars would barely 



cover the outlay ; and though he had worked 
hard for two months at least, he had little more 
than half of the amount saved. Where was the 
rest to come from? 

When Mr. Curtis, with pencil and paper in 
hand, started at the head of the line to note down 
what boys were going, Tompkins roused himself 
and listened with a touch of envy to the ready 
answers: "Yes, sir!" "You can count me in 
every time, sir!" "Can't a fellow stay longer 
than two weeks?" or, from Larry Wilks, "No, 
sir ; I 'm going up to Maine as soon as school is 
over." Not one of them seemed troubled by 
the problem which worried him. 

"How about you. Dale?" asked the scout- 
master, after jotting down Vedder's prompt ac- 
quiescence. 

"I — don't know, sir." 

"What 's the trouble? Want to talk it over 
at home?" said the scoutmaster, dropping his 
voice. 

"N-o, sir. They '11 let me go all right," 
answered Dale, adding, in a still lower tone, "only 
I — I 'm not sure about the — money." 

Mr. Curtis nodded understandingly. "I see. 
Well, there will be at least two weeks before even 
the fir.st crowd goes. We '11 have to get together 
and think up ways and means." 

He passed on, leaving Dale not very greatly 
encouraged. It would be like Mr. Curtis to in- 
vent some work about his place whereby the 
scout might earn the required amount, but Dale 
was determined to stay at home rather than take 
advantage of the scoutmaster in that way. 

"He 's done enough for me already," the boy 
said to himself with a stubborn squaring of the 
jaws. "If I can't raise the funds some other 
way, I '11 just have to go without camp." 

That night he lay long awake trying to think 
of some possible method, but his efforts were 
not very successful. He still had his paper-route, 
but the money from that went mostly into the 
family treasury. He might, and probably would, 
get some odd jobs during the next two weeks, 
but there was only grass cutting, now, or weed- 
ing gardens, and neither of these chores was 
particularly well paid in Hillsgrove. 

On the whole the outlook was distinctly dis- 
couraging, and for the next few days Dale had 
a struggle to maintain his usual cheerfulness. 
For months he had looked forward to camp as 
the supreme culmination of a more than usually 
happy year. 

"It does n't seem as if I cojtld give it up !" he 
muttered rebelliously at the end of a day which 
had brought him just twenty cents for a labori- 
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to save for it sooner, I — " He broke off and bit 
his lips. Presently a crooked smile struggled 
defiantly through the gloom. "Oh, thunder!" he 
exclaimed whimsically. "Quit your grouching, 
Dale Tompkins. If you 're going to let a little 
matter like earning ten dollars stand between you 
and a corking good time, you 're. no kind of a 
scout at all." 

Chapter XIX 

THE ACCIDENT 

It was on Thursday morning that Mr. Curtis 
sent for Dale, and in spite of his suspicions the 
boy brightened a little as he entered the scout- 
master's study and noticed the smile on the 
latter's face. 

"Well, Dale," began Mr. Curtis, cheerily, "I 've 
been puzzling my brains over that problem of 
yours ever since Monday night, and yesterday 
the answer was fairly thrust on me." 

The boy pricked up his ears doubtfully. "What 
is it, sir?" he asked quickly. 

"Bird-houses. You 're our prize carpenter, 
and I know you made a number of them in the 
spring. Now — " 

"Bird-houses !" interrupted the boy, incredu- 
lously. "Bird-houses at the end of June! Why, 
who — I '11 bet you 're making — " 

He broke off abruptly, biting his lips. Mr. 
Curtis did not seem offended. In fact, he merely 
chuckled and shrugged his shoulders. 

"No, it 's not that," he said quickly. "I 've 
nothing at all to do with it. I had an inquiry 
this morning from some one who — a — probably 
knows it 's a scout specialty for a quotation on a 
number of rather elaborate houses that are 
wanted at once. There 's the list." 

Dazedly Dale took the paper and stared at it. 
It was a type-written list describing, with some 
detail, the eight bird-hoitses desired. Two of 
them, for martin colonies, called for something 
large and rather elaborate. All were distinctly 
of a more expensive class than was usually in 
demand. Even without figuring, he could see 
that his time alone, were it possible to finish the 
work inside of two weeks, would be worth over 
ten dollars. In spite of his doubts his eyes 
brightened as he looked up at the scoutmaster. 

"It 's a corking order!" he exclaimed. "It 
would put me all to the good. But I can't under- 
stand why anybody would want bird-houses after 
the birds have all nested for the sea.son. Who 
are they for, sir ?" 

"That I can't tell you," returned Mr. Curtis. 
"Now don't go off at half-cock," he added 
quickly,- as Dale's lips parted impulsively. "I 've 



told you I had nothing to do with it in any way. 
The inquiry this morning was as much of a sur- 
prise to me as it is to you, but just because the 
person does n't wish to be known is no reason 
why you should balk at the offer. There may 
be any number of reasons. At least there 's no 
touch of charity about it. You '11 be giving full 
value received, won't you ? And you certainly 
build better houses than any other boy in the 
troop." 

For a second Dale hesitated, torn between a 
last lingering doubt and a natural eagerness to 
snatch at this wonderful opportunity. "You mean 
you — advise me to accept?" he asked slowly. 

"I do. I see no reason why you should n't 
treat it as a regular business proposition and 
make out your estimate at once." 

Dale hesitated no longer. The whole thing 
still seemed odd, but after all, as Mr. Curtis had 
said, he had nothing to do with that. He was 
still further reassured when he went over the 
specifications again, seated at a corner of the 
scoutmaster's writing-table. T'ne very detail 
with which these had been made out pointed to 
a distinct and definite want, not to a charity 
meant to give work to an unknown scout. 

For two hours the boy sat making rough plans, 
measuring, figuring, and calculating with the ut- 
most care. He conscientiously put his estimate 
as low as he possibly could, and when word came 
next day to go ahead he plunged into the work 
blithely, determined to give the unknown good 
value for his money. 

Fortunately, school was over and Dale could 
give practically all his time to the undertaking. 
He took a chance and registered for the first two 
weeks at camp, but it was a close call, and the 
houses were delivered to Mr. Curtis only the 
very morning before the party was scheduled to 
start. That afternoon he had the money, and 
there was no happier boy in Hillsgrove as he 
hastily sought the scout store at the Y. M. C. A. 
and made his necessary purchases. 

It was at the same place that the crowd gath- 
ered with bag and baggage next morning at six 
o'clock. Early as it was, the majority were on 
hand before the appointed hour, so there was no 
delay in getting off. Seats had been built along 
each side of the big motor-truck, and the moment 
suitcases and duffle-bags were stowed away be- 
neath them, there was a scramble to get aboard. 

Tompkins found himself presently squeezed in 
near the rear, next to Court Parker, with San- 
son, Bob Gibson, and Paul Trexler near by. 
Most of the older fellows were farther front, and 
Mr. Curtis sat next to the driver. It was a per- 
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truck rumbled out of Hillsgrove and started 
southward along the fine state road the boys were 
in high spirits. Soon some one started up a song, 
and from one familiar air they passed to another, 
letting off a good deal of steam in that fashion. 
A' lot more was got rid of i)y practising troop 
yells, and when the truck began to pass between 




'THE CAR CKASIIED INTO 'I'llE WEATHEK-WOK.X KAILING 01" THE BRIDGE 



fields of waving yellow grain, they found amuse- 
ment in seeing how many of the laboring farmers 
would answer their shouts and hand-wavings. 

But it was n't possible, of course, to keep up 
this sort of thing for the entire journey, and 
after a couple of hours they settled down to a 
quieter key. Naturally, the most interesting sub- 
ject of discussion was the camp, and presently, in 
response to a number of requests, Mr. Curtis 



moved back to the middle of the truck to tell the 
crowd, that included many boys from other 
troops, all he knew about it. When he had de- 
scribed in detail the situation and its advantages 
and explained the arrangement of the camp 
which three other scoutmasters and a number of 
the other boys had gone down ahead to lay out, 
he paused for a moment or 
two. 

"There 's just one thing, 
fellows," he went on pres- 
ently, "that we 've got to be 
mighty careful about. The 
land is owned by John 
Thornton, the banker, whose 
wonderful country-place, 
twenty miles this side of 
Clam Cove, you may have 
heard about. It seems that 
he 's had a great deal of 
trouble with boys trespass- 
ing, starting fires in the 
woods, injuring shrubbery 
and rare trees, and even 
trapping game. It 's pos- 
sible, of course, though I 
should hate to believe it, that 
some of this damage has 
been done by scouts, as he 
seems to think. At all events, 
he is very much opposed to 
the movement, which he 
contends merely gives boys 
a certain freedom and au- 
thority to roam the woods, 
— building fires, cutting trees, 
and having a thoughtless 
good time generally, — with- 
out teaching them anything 
of real value." 

"Humph !" sniffed Sher- 
man Ward, indignantly. 
"Then why has he offered 
us this camping-site?" 

"He has n't offered it to 
us as scouts. He 's loaned it 
to Captain Chalmers, who is 
a very close friend, and he 
as much as says that our behavior there will 
merely prove his point about the uselessness of 
scouting. Of course, he 's dead wrong, but he 's 
a mighty hard man to convince, and we '11 have 
to toe the mark all the time. I don't mean it 's 
going to interfere with our having all the fun 
that 's going, but we '11 have to take a little more 
pains than usual to have a model camp. There 
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bish. In getting fire-wood we '11 have to put into 
practice all we 've learned about the right sort of 
forestry. When away from camp on hikes or 
for any other purpose, we must always conduct 
ourselves as good scouts and remember that it 's 
not only our own reputation we 're upholding, but 
that of the whole order." 

When he had gone back to his place in front 
there were a few indignant comments on Mr. 
Thornton and his point of view, but for the most 
part the boys took it sensibly, with many a de- 
termined tightening of the lips. 

"I guess he won't get anything on us," com- 
mented Ted Macllvaine, decidedly. "It '11 be 
rather fun, fellows, making him back down." 

There was an emphatic chorus of agreement, 
but little further discussion, for the question of 
lunch ^ was beginning to be pressing. Though 
barely eleven, boxes and haversacks were pro- 
duced and the next half-hour enlivened with one 
of the most satisfying of occupations. Toward 
noon they stopped at a small town for "gas." 
When the car started on again, there was a 
pleasant sense of excitement in the realization 
that another couple of hours ought to bring them 
to Clam Cove. 

The country had changed greatly from that 
around Hillsgrove. It looked wilder, more un- 
settled. Instead of fields of ripening grain, 
orchards, or acres of truck-gardens, the road was 
bordered by long stretches of woods and tangled 

{To be c 



undergrowth. The farm-houses were farther 
apart and less pretentious. There was even a 
faint tang of salt in the air. At length, from 
the summit of an elevation, Mr. Curtis pointed 
out a distant hill showing hazily blue on the 
horizon. 

"That 's Lost Mine Hill, fellows!" he said. 
"From there, it 's not more than three miles to 
our stopping-place." 

Eagerly they stared and speculated as the 
truck clattered down the incline, its horn sound- 
ing raucously. At the bottom there was a 
straight level stretch of a thousand feet or so, 
with a bridge midway along if. It was sandy 
here in the hollow, and the truck had made little 
more than half the distance to the bridge when 
all at once, with a weird wailing of the siren, a 
great gray car shot into sight around a curve 
beyond. 

It was going very fast. Dale and Court, hang- 
ing over the side of the truck together, had 
l)arely time to note the trim chauffeur behind 
the wheel and a man and woman in the luxurious 
tonneau when the explosion of a blow-out, sharp 
as a pistol-shot, smote on their startled senses. 
The car leaped, quivered, skidded in the loose 
sand, crashed into the weather-worn railing of 
the bridge, hung suspended for an instant above 
the stream, and then toppled over and out of sight. 
There was a tremendous splash, a great spurt of 
flying water, and then — silence ! 

\tinued.) 



LITTLE MR. BUTTON-NOSE 

BY HESPER LE GALLIENNE 



Now tell me, who do you suppose 

Is little Mr. Button-nose? 

His eyes are of a dark, dark brown, 

His coat is of a silver gray, 

You see him walking through the town. 

Oh, very nearly every day. 

His footgear 's brown, his shirt-front white; 

Is he a "dog"? Oh rather ! Quite! 

He 's not so very tall, you know; 

His body 's small and rather frail. 

He wears a little satin bow. 

And wags a stumpy little tail. 



Is he a "dog"? — I '11 tell you now. 
The only word he knows is "Bow !" . 
A Yorkshire terrier is his race. 
He lives with us in princely style ; 
He 's got the dearest little face, 
And quite a "doggy" little smile. 

He 's quite as good as we could wish, 
Unless he finds his dinner 's fish ; 
And then he '11 turn his head away 
To growl, "Look here ! do you suppose 
I '11 eat this stuff?" And all we say 
Is, "Winkie darling! Button-nose!" 



THE FISHERMAN 



BY ANNIE WILLIS McCULLOUGH 



Oh, I 'm so glad that school is done ! 

A fellow wants some time to play, 
So now I '11 have the best of fun 

In just my own especial way. 



For here beside the quiet brook 

Is quite the sport a boy could wish — 

A wriggling worm, a line, a hook. 

Then— fish, and fish, and fish, and fish ! 



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THE GIRL NEXT DOOR 



BY AUGUSTA HUIELL SEAMAN 

Author of "The Boarded-iip House," "The Sapphire Signet," etc. 



Chapter XII 

1^ MISS BENEDICT SPEAKS 

It was Miss Minerva who decided that Miss 
Benedict must be told about the coincidence of 
the two bracelets. 

"Certainly, she ought to know!" she declared 
positively. "There must be some reason why that 
child has been sent to her, and she ought to be 
told all the facts concerning her. Who knows 
but what she may have some explanation of this 
bracelet mystery ! You tell her the very next 
time you go in. x\nd don't forget to take a jar 
of that quince marmalade, besides." Aunt 
Minerva had determined on keeping Cecily well 
supplied with toothsome dainties, which com- 
modities, she keenly suspected, were scarce in the 
big house. In fact, the girls had told her that 
the marketing for that establishment, so far 
.as they had seen, seemed to consist mainly of milk 
and eggs, rice and prunes ! 

So a day or two after, when they visited Cecily 
again, they planned to have an interview with 
her guardian. Marcia was shy about broaching 
the subject, so the task was left to Janet, who, 
being anxious to settle the matter immediately, 
began it as soon as the gate was opened. 

"Miss Benedict," she said, "there is something 
quite strange about Cecily that we should like 
to tell you. Could you spare a few moments to 
hear about it?" 

"Why — er — of course!" replied the little black- 
veiled lady, in a rather startled voice. "Will you 
— er — that is, I will come to her room in a little 
while — if you will kindly close the shutters — 
first !" And she directed them to proceed up- 
stairs, without this time accompanying them. 

Cecily was overjoyed at their appearance. She 
was sitting by the window, fully dressed, the 
sunshine streaming in on her, transforming her 
curls into a radiant halo. A definite change had 
come over her during the last few days, caused, 
no doubt, by the enjoyment of light and sunshine 
and companionship. She was losing some of her 
former wan, wistful, frightened aspect, and as- 
suming more of the confiding, sunny character- 
istics that were natural to her. At the moment 
the girls entered she was reading a magazine 
brought by them on their previous visit. 

After the first greetings and chat they reported 
their conversation with Miss Benedict. 



"She 's coming up soon," ended Marcia, "and 
we must get the shutters closed. But what on 
earth for? Why can't she be like ordinary peo- 
ple and enjoy the air and sunshine like the rest 
of us? Do yoti know, Cecily?" 

"No, I can't imagine. It has all seemed very 
strange to me ever since I came. But you know 
how odd Miss Benedict is. I Can't abide asking 
her any questions, and she never explains any- 
thing. The whole house is darkened like this 
all the time ; and since she let me open my shut- 
ters, she 's never once been in this room in the 
daytime. She never goes out without that heavy 
veil, not even into the garden. I don't under- 
stand it !" 

"Do you know," suggested Marcia, half under 
her breath, "one would almost think she had done 
something wrong, and was ashamed of showing 
her face in the daylight. I 've heard of such 
things. And that would explain some other queer 
things about this place, too, like — " 

"Hush!" warned Janet. "I hear her coming." 

In another moment Miss Benedict had opened 
the door. And in the very dim light (Marcia had 
been closing the shutters as they talked) they 
saw an unusual sight. Miss Benedict had come 
to them without her bonnet and veil ! 

The change in her appearance was surprising. 
Her wonderful white hair was piled on top of 
her head in a heavy coronet braid. Her com- 
plexion was singularly soft and youthful, and her 
lovely gray eyes, even in the dim light, easily 
seemed her most attractive feature. It was a 
curious contrast made by the removal of the 
ugly bonnet and veil. In them she appeared a 
little, insignificant, unattractive personality. With- 
out them, though short and slight of figure, she 
possessed a look and manner almost regal. 

She did not refer to the omission of her usual 
headgear, but took a seat and quietly asked them 
what they had to tell her. 

Janet undertook to explain, and began by tell- 
ing how Cecily had sent the little gift to them, 
via the string, and ended by explaining about 
Aunt Minerva's duplicate. Miss Benedict listened 
to it all without comment. When Janet had 
finished and held out the two bracelets for her to 
examine, she merely took them and laid them in 
her lap, scarcely glancing at them. They waited, 
breathless, for her response. 

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bracelets. It is, of course, very singular — a 
surprising coincidence that your aunt should have 
one of them. But I know nothing about them, 
any more than I know about Cecily herself." 
It was the first time she had ever referred to the 
matter before Cecily, and it was evident that it 
was not easy for her to do so. 

"I might as well speak plainly to you all about 
this, since the matter has come up. I did not 
know little Cecily ; I had never heard of her, 
nor anything about her before she came here. I 
cannot imagine why she was sent. I have no 
relatives wiiose child she could have been, nor 
any friend who could have given her into my 
care." 

"Then why," interrupted Janet, "if you will 
pardon me for asking, Miss Benedict, — why did 
you take her in the day she came ?" 

Miss Benedict's manner instantly became a 
trifle confused and embarrassed. "It is — er — a 
little difficult to explain, I confess," she stam- 
mered. "The truth is — I — er — it is commonly 
reported tliat we — that is — I have some means. I 
have frequently, in the past years, received very 
strange letters from people utterly unknown to 
me, — begging letters, letters proposing to invest 
my money for me, — oh ! I cannot begin to tell 
you all the strange things these letters propose. 
I understand it is a not unusual experience — with 
well-to-do people. I have even received letters 
proposing that I adopt the writer's children and 
eventually settle my money on them!" 

Here Janet and Marcia could not repress a 
giggle, and Miss Benedict smiled slightly in 
sympathy. 

"It docs sound absurd," she admitted; "but it 
is quite true, and has often been most annoying. 
So, when the letter arrived announcing Cecily's 
coming, for which there was given no particular 
explanation, I thought it simply another case of 
a similar kind. And I resolved to dismiss both 
the child and her attendant as soon as they ap- 
peared. 

"But when the day came, strangely enough, I 
changed my mind. It was Cecily herself who 
led me to do so. I felt as soon as I looked at 
her tiiat, whoever had sent her here and for 
whatever purpose, the child herself was innocent 
of any fraud or imposture. She believed that 
I would receive her, that I knew it was all right. 
There was something trusting about her eyes, her 
look, her whole manner. I cannot explain it. 
And that was not all — there was another reason. 

"I suddenly realized how very lonely I was, 
how desirable it would be to have with me a 
young companion — like Cecily. I know that the 
life I lead is — is different — and peculiar. It is 



owing to unusual circumstances that I cannot 
explain to you. But I have become so accustomed 
to this life that of late years I scarcely realized 
it was so — different. But when I saw Cecily — 
I felt suddenly — its loneliness." 

With the laying aside of her veil Miss Benedict 
seemed also to have laid aside some of the ret- 
icence in which she had shrouded herself- And 
her three hearers, listening spellbound, realized 
how utterly charming she could be — if she al- 
lowed herself to be so. 

"A great desire seized me," she went on, "to 
take her in and keep her with me a while. If, 
later, some one came to claim her, well and good. 
I would let her go. Or if no one came and I 
found I had been mistaken, — that she was not 
companionable, — I could make some other pro- 
vision for her. Meantime, I would yield to this 
new desire and enjoy her presence — here. In 
addition to that, the lady in whose company she 
had traveled was not in position to keep Cecily 
longer with her, and the child would be left with- 
out protection. So I took her in. And so I 
have kept her ever since, because I am daily be- 
coming more — attached to her." 

It was a great admission for this reticent little 
lady, and they all realized it. So deeply were 
they impressed that none of them could make any 
response. Presently Miss Benedict continued : 

"After Cecily had told me her story I de- 
termined to write to the village of Cranby, Eng- 
land, and find out what I could about her mother, 
Mrs. Marlowe. I knew no one to whom I could 
address the inquiries, but sent them on chance to 
the vicar of the parish church. In due time I 
received a reply. It stated that Mrs. Marlowe 
was not a native of that town, but came there to 
live about twelve years ago, with her three-year- 
old daughter. Nothing was known about her 
personal affairs except that her husband and all 
her people were dead, and that she had come 
there from a distant part of England because the 
climate of her former home did not agree with 
her little daughter. She never talked much about 
herself, and lived in a very retired, quiet way. 
She left no property or effects of any value. 
Why she should have sent her child to me was 
as much a mystery as ever. About Cecily's 
father the vicar knew nothing. That is all the 
information I have." 

Miss Benedict stopped abruptly. Cecily opened 
her lips to say something, then closed them again 
without having spoken. Marcia fidgeted uneasily 
in her chair. Miss Benedict looked down at her 
lap. An embarrassed silence seemed to have 
fallen on them all. Only Janet, knitting her brows 
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'"But, Miss Benedict," she began, "we all 
think that these bracelets may have something to 
do with Cecily's affairs — might explain a good 
deal of the mystery, if we could only puzzle them 
out. Have you noticed what strange signs there 
are on them? We think they must be some- 
thing in Chinese. Let me give you a little more 
light and then you can see them better." And 
Janet, deeply immersed in the subject and still 
unconscious of her blunder, was about to go and 
open a shutter, when Miss Benedict quickly 
raised her hand. 

"Please — er — please do not!" she exclaimed 
hurriedly. 

"Oh! I beg your pardon — I forgot!" cried 
Janet, in confusion, and the silence at once be- 
came more embarrassed than ever. So much so, 
in fact, that Miss Benedict evidently felt impelled 
to explain her conduct. And she made the first 
revelation concerning her singular mode of life. 

"I am — er — my eyes are not able to stand it. 
For years I have suffered with some obscure 
trouble in them. I can see, but I cannot stand 
any bright light. It hurts them beyond endur- 
ance. At home I m.ust have the rooms darkened 
in this way. And when I go out, even my heavy 
veil is not sufficient. Behind it I must also wear 
smoked spectacles." 

She said no more, but she did not need to. A 
little inarticulate murmur of sympathy rose from 
her listeners. And in the twilight of the room 
Marcia glanced quickly and guiltily into Janet's 
contrite face. 

Chapter XIII 

VIA WIRELESS 

It was a week after the events of the last 
chapter. The girls had gone regularly every day 
to visit Cecily. It was Marcia who had finally 
mustered up courage to ask Miss Benedict if 
Cecily could not go into the garden and enjoy 
there some outdoor air and sunshine. Miss 
Benedict had hesitated at first, but at last she 
conceded that Cecily and the girls might sit in 
the garden if they would go out of the house by 
a small side door and remain on that side of the 
building. 

They found that this door was on the opposite 
side of the house from Cecily's room; conse- 
quently, they had never seen it. And they soon 
discovered one reason, at least, why Miss 
Benedict wished them to remain exclusively on 
that side. It was screened both back and front 
by thick bushes and trees. And at the side, above 
the garden wall, rose the high blank side of a build- 
ing, unrelieved by a single window. Here they 
were as absolutely screened from public view as 



if they were within the house. Here also was an 
old rustic bench and table, and they spent several 
happy mornings in the secluded spot, sewing, 
reading, and chatting. 

Cecily seemed fairly to open out before their 
eyes, like a flower-bud expanding in warm, 
sunny atmosphere. Only at times now did she 
show any trace of the frightened repression of 
their earlier acquaintance. They seldom talked 
about the mystery surrounding her, because they 
had discovered that any allusion to it only made 
her uneasy, unhappy, and rather silent. More- 
over, further discussion of it was rather useless, 
as they seemed to have reached a point in its 
solution beyond which progress was hopeless. 

So they talked gaily about themselves and their 
own affairs, and sometimes of their former home 
in Northam, the pleasant New England village. 
Occasionally Cecily would reciprocate by allow- 
ing them glimpses of her life in the obscure little 
English town from wliich she had come. Only 
rarely did she allude to the circumstances of her 
present home, and though the girls secretly ached 
to know more about it, they were too tactful to 
ask any questions. 

One query, whose answer they could not guess, 
was this: who was tlie other mysterious old lady, 
kept so closely a prisoner in her room by Miss 
Benedict ? And why was she so kept ? Marcia 
and Janet were never tired of discussing this 
question between themselves. That it was a 
relative, they could not doubt. And they re- 
called one or two remarks Miss Benedict had 
dropped, particularly when she had said, "We — 
that is — I have some means." 

The "we" must certainly have referred to her- 
self and the other one. But could that "other 
one" be mother, sister, aunt, or cousin ? And 
why was there so much secrecy aliout her? 
Cecily had only said that Miss Benedict referred 
to her as "the lady in there who is not very 
well." But why conceal so carefully just an 
ordinary invalid? 

"You never can tell, thougli," remarked Janet, 
decisively, one night when they had been dis- 
cussing the matter with Aunt Minerva. "Were 
you ever more stunned, Marcia, than at tlie 
reason she gave for having all the shutters 
closed? I think it was the most pitiful thing I 
ever heard. I could just have sat and cried about 
it. And it was so different from all the awful 
things we 'd imagined. Perhaps there is just as 
good a reason for this other mystery." 

"But what puzzles me," broke in Aunt Minerva, 
impatiently, "is why that woman, if she 's so 
wealthy, does n't go to a good oculist and have 
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wonders nowadays. Why on earth does she en- 
dure it? 1 never heard of anything so silly!" 

"I suppose it 's for the same reason that she 
would n't have a doctor when she hurt her ankle," 
said Marcia. "She evidently does n't want a 
stranger in the house, even for such important 
things as those." 

One day Cecily asked Marcia why she had 
never hrought her violin since her first visit, and 
asked her to hring it the next time she came. 

So on the following day Marcia came armed 
with her violin case and also an interesting new 
hook that she thought Cecily would enjoy. 

"Let us read the book first," Cecily elected. So, 
sitting in the secluded corner of the garden, the 
three spent a happy morning, reading aloud, 
turn al)Out, while the others worked at their 
embroidery. At last, when all were tired, Cecily 
l)egged Marcia to play, and she laid her work 
aside and took up the violin. 

"What shall I play?" she asked. ''Something 
lively ?" 

"No," said Cecily. "Play something soft and 
sweet and dreamy. I feel just in that mood 
to-day. It 's too hot for lively things." 

Marcia played the Liszt "Liebestraum," and a 
lovely setting of the old Scotch song "Loch 
Lomond," and after that the "Melody in F." And 
then, at Cecily's entreating glance, she drifted as 
usual into the "Traumerei." 

"Do you know," said Cecily, when slie had 
ended, "I believe I must have heard that thing 
when I was a baby. It 's the only reason I can 
think of that it seems so — so familiar. And yet 
— unless I 'd heard it a great, great many times 
then, I don't think it would have made such an 
impression on me. And where could I have 
heard it ? Play it again, Marcia, please." 

Marcia obligingly began, but she had gone no 
farther than the first few measures when the 
door opened and Miss Benedict appeared. She 
seemed much agitated, and her bonnet and veil, 
donned in an evident hurry, were slightly awry. 

"I beg you," she began, turning to Marcia, 
"not to play any more. I — er — it is — is not be- 
cause it is not beautiful, but it is — is slightly dis- 
turliing to — some one inside." 

'"Why, of course I won't, Miss Benedict," said 
Marcia, dropping her bow. "I would n't have 
done such a thing if I 'd dreamed it would dis- 
turb any one." 

"It is n't — it is n't that / don't love it," stam- 
mered Miss Benedict, "for I do. But it seems to 
be very upsetting to — " She hesitated, just a 
fraction of a moment, and then seemed to take 
a sudden resolution. 

" — to my sister!" she ended flutteringly, as 



though the- simple admission carried something 
damaging with it. It required strong self-con- 
trol for the three girls not to exchange glances. 

"Oh, I hope I have n't done her any harm !" 
cried Marcia, contritely. 

"No — she — it has just made her a little — 
nervous. She will be all right soon, I trust. But 
I noticed that it had the same effect — before," 
went on Miss Benedict. "I fear I shall have to 
ask you not — not to play again in her hearing. 
And I am very sorry, both for Cecily — and my- 
self." And she retreated into the house again, 
closing the door softly. 

On the way back to luncheon that noon the 
girls excitedly discussed the newest turn of 
affairs and the newest revelation made by their 
strange neighbor. And so absorbed were they in 
this fresh interest and so anxious to impart it to 
Aunt Minerva that they scarcely noticed she 
was laboring under a suppressed excitement 
quite as great as their own. Indeed, she paid but 
scant attention to their recital ; and when they 
had finished, her only comment was : 

"Very odd — very odd indeed. But you never 
can guess about the news / have !" 

"No, no ! Of course I can't guess. Tell us — 
quick !" cried Marcia, impatientl}'. "It 's some- 
thing wonderful, I know!" 

Miss Minerva made no reply, but suddenly 
laid a wireless telegram before tliem. Marcia 
snatched it up and read aloud : 

"Change of sailing-plans. Will be home in two days. 

"Edwin Brktt. 

"Hurrah! hurrah!" she cried. "Father 's 
coming ! A whole two months before we ex- 
pected him ! Now we '11 hear something about 
tlie bracelet — and who knows what will happen 
after that !" 

Chapter XIV 

THE WRITING ON THE BRACELETS 

In the joy of seeing her father after months of 
absence Marcia almost forgot the mystery of 
"Benedict's Folly." Almost — but not quite! 

Captain Brett had been at home twenty-four 
hours, and had had time to give an account of 
all the intervening weeks, before the subject was 
broached. Then the next morning, with a great 
air of mystery, the two girls and Aunt Minerva 
made him sit down and listen to the entire story, 
and then produced the two filigree bracelets. 

"H'm !" he exclaimed, and, whistling softly 
under his breath, examined them with minute 
care. And then, being a man of few words, he 
only remarked : "So you think these were once 
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"Why, of course !" cried Marcia. "Don't 
you ?" 

"It looks remarkably like it," he conceded. 

"Do tell us how you happened to get yours !" 
she begged. 

"There 's nothing much to 
tell," replied Captain Brett. 
"Happened to be in Hong- 
Kong one day, and a ragged- 
looking Chinese sailor thrust 
this under my nose and whined 
that he 'd let me have it for 
two Mexican dollars. They 
always try to sell you things 
like this when they want some 
spare cash. One never knows 
where they pick them up. I 
did n't want the trinket par- 
ticularly, but I saw that it was 
a unique little piece and worth 
probably much more. So I 
bought it, tucked it away in my 
trunk, and forgot it till I ar- 
rived home, when I gave it to 
you, Minerva. That 's all I 
know about it." 

"How long ago was that?" 
asked Janet. 

"Must have been at least 
twelve years ago. I 'm not 
sure of the exact year." 

"But what do these things 
mean?" questioned Miss Mi- 
nerva, pointing to tiie strange 
characters. 

"They 're Chinese charac- 
ters, certainly, but I don't 
know what they mean. You 
see them on lots of their jew- 
elry and gimcracks — gener- 
ally mean 'good luck,' or 'hap- 
piness,' or some such motto." 

"But tell me, Father, don't 
you honestly believe that if we 
could get these translated — 
find out what they mean — it 
might give us some clue to the 
puzzle ?" Marcia appealed to 
him. 

"It might — or it might not," he answered 
skeptically. "So many of these characters might 
be meaningless, as far as any personal applica- 
tion was concerned." 

"Well, could we get them translated, just for 
our own satisfaction ?" demanded Marcia. 

"Nothing simpler!" smiled Captain Brett. "My 
boatswain is a Chinese — very learned man — reads 



his Confucius m off hours ! He 'd be sure to 
help you with it." 

"Oh, goody! And when can we have it done?" 
cried Marcia, aglow with anticipation. 

"Well, you girls are coming down to visit the 




WORDS ON 
CH 



TWO BRACELETS ARE IDENTICAL, REPLIED LEE 
ING, PRECISELY." (SEE NEXT PAGE.) 

ship to-morrow. Bring the bracelets along, and 
I '11 see that Lee Ching is on hand to give you 
his assistance. But — I warn you — don't count 
too much on what you may discover from it !" 

In spite of which warning, notwithstanding, 
the girls slept little that night, so excited were 
they over the prospect, and, when they did sleep, 
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intelligiljle translations of cryptic Chinese 
characters. 

The visit to Captain Brett's ship, The Empress 
of Or an, would have been an event, apart from 
any other interest involved in the expedition. 
Marcia and Janet had never in their lives been 
on board of an ocean steamer. Even the ap- 
proach to it was fascinating, — the long covered 
wharves with their strange spicy odors, tlie bustle 
and activity of loading and unloading, the narrow 
gangways, the dark waist of the vessel, and the 
immaculate white paint of the decks. 

They examined every inch of the huge steamer, 
from the stoking-room to the donkey-engines on 
tlic forecastle deck, and spent half an hour in 
the cozy, tiny cabin that was the captain's own, 
marveling at its compactness and handiness. 

When they all went up to the after-deck for 
luncheon, which was served under an awning, 
Marcia and Janet could scarcely eat for watching 
the deft, silent, sphinxlike Chinese cook who 
waited on them. They tasted strange dishes that 
day, some of which, like curry and rice, were 
scarcely acceptable to their unaccustomed palates. 

"Now," said the captain, in the middle of the 
meal, "if we were only out on the China Sea 
or bowling along over the Pacific, this would be 
just right. You 'd have more of an appetite in 
that salt air than you do hemmed in by these 
noisy docks !" 

But it was not the docks that had stolen away 
the appetites of Marcia and Janet. They were 
boiling with impatience to see the boatswain, 
that student of Confucius, who could, perhaps, 
throw some new light on their mystery. Am- 
brosia and nectar for luncheon would scarcely 
have appealed to them under the circumstances ! 

At last, however, the meal was ended with 
the curious little Chinese nuts whose meat is 
almost like a raisin. Then, when the table was 
cleared and the captain had lit his cigar, he spoke 
the word that caused their hearts to jump and 
their eyes to brighten : "Now I suppose you want 
to see Lee Ching !" He beckoned to a sailor and 
sent him to find the boatswain. 

Lee Ching arrived with promptitude, saluted 
his captain, and stood gravely at attention. He 
was not a young man, and he had a decidedly 
Oriental, mask-like face. It seemed strange that 
he should be dressed in the conventional boat- 
swain's uniform, with peaked cap and the whistle 
of his oftice. One could imagine him better in 
some brilliant-hued, wide-sleeved Chinese gar- 
ment, witli a long pigtail down his back. 

"Lee Ching," said the captain, "these young 

(To he > 



ladies are very much interested in these two 
bracelets that have come into their possession. 
The characters on them, you see, are in your 
language. Will you not translate them for us?" 

Lee Ching took the trinkets and examined them 
minutely. Presently he asked : 

"Will ladies have what say by word of mouth?" 
The captain was about to answer yes, and then 
changed his mind : 

"No. It may be rather important, and we want 
to remember it accurately. We would be obliged 
if you would write it out." 

Lee Ching nodded gravely. "Will captain per- 
mit I retire to cabin?" he requested, and on 
being dismissed, he retreated with a formal bow. 

"But can he write English?" cried Marcia, 
when he had disappeared. 

"Of course he can, better than he can speak 
it !" laughed tlie captain. "English is child's 
play compared to that brain-paralyzing language 
of his ! I must say, though, that Lee Ching is 
rather unusual — as Chinese sailors go. He 's 
studied in the University of Peking, reads and 
writes English well, and never speaks Pidgin- 
English. Why he 's spending his life as boat- 
swain of a trading-steamer I don't know. He 's 
fitted for far different things. But I imagine it 's 
on account of his health he follows the sea." 

The time before Lee Ching's reappearance " 
seemed to the girls interminable, though, in all 
probability, it was not more than fifteen minutes. 

At last, however, he returned, laid the brace- 
lets and a slip of paper in the captain's hand, 
and was about to retire. 

"One moment !" said Captain Brett. "Is the 
writing on the two bracelets the same ?" 

"Words on two bracelets are identical," re- 
plied Lee Ching, precisely. 

"That is all, then, and thank you!" And the 
captain dismissed him. 

"Oh, read it," cried Marcia, "or I shall die of 
impatience !" and she hung over his shoulders 
while he read aloud Lee Ching's queer, angular 
handwriting. 

"From the maker of melodies to the 'flower maiden on 
tlie day of their wedding. 

"Amoy, Sept. 25, 1889." 

When he had finished, a blank look crept over 
the expectant faces of the two girls. 

"Is tliat all?" cried Janet. And Marcia ex- 
claimed, "Why, how disappointing ! It does n't 
tell us a single thing!" 

"Wait a minute," said the captain, tugging 
tlioughtfully at his short mustache, while he 
studied the paper, "I 'm not so sure of that!" 

•tinued. ) 



THE WATCH TOWER 



BY S. E. FORMAN 

Author of "Advanced Civics," "A History of the United States," etc. 



APRIL— "A MOMENTOUS MONTH" 

April of this year was indeed '"a momentous 
month," as "Tlie New York Times" has fit- 
tingly described it. From President Wilson's fa- 
mous address to Congress on April 2, to the end 
of the month, so many events of world-wide sig- 
nificance followed in close succession that only 
the most important can be recorded here. 

It is an interesting fact, moreover, — as several 
newspapers have pointed out,— that April has 
been a momentous month throughout American 
history. The Revolution began with April, 1776; 
the Civil War in April, 1861 ; the surrender at 
Appomattox and President Lincoln's assassination 
occurred in April, 1865; war with Spain was de- 
clared in April, 1898; and war with Germany in 
April, 1917. 

THE GREAT WAR 

There seems to be no end to the growth of the 
mighty conflagration which we call the Great 
War. As month after month passes, the flames 
leap into new countries, and no sooner is one 
nation ablaze than the fires break out in another. 
At the beginning of May, seventeen countries 
were on fire. These countries contain nearly 
three fourths of the population of the entire 
globe. The nations engaged in war, with the 
population of each, are listed below, their colo- 
nies being included in the count : 

British Empire 437,000,000 

Russian Empire 175,000,000 

United States 112,000,000 

German Empire 80,000,000 

Japan 72,000,000 

France 68,000,000 

Austria-Hungary .... 50,000,000 

Turkish Empire 40,000,000 

Italy 37,000,000 



Belgium 22,000,000 

Portugal 13,000,000 

Rumania 8,000,000 

Bulgaria 5,000,000 

Serbia 5,000,000 

Cuba 2,500,000 

Albania 800,000 

Montenegro 500,000 



Total 1,127,800,000 

By the time this reaches our readers the above 
list may have to be lengthened, for at the begin- 
ning of May, in China, Brazil, Argentina, and 
Chile the dogs of war were restless and strain- 
ing at the leash. If these nations become en- 
gaged, then indeed will almost the whole world 
be wrapped in flame. 

As a fire grows in volume the heat of the flames 
becomes more terrific. So it is in the Great 
War : the larger the numbers engaged, the more 
terrific is the strife. Never before in this war, 
or in any other, was the fighting so fierce or 
were the fatalities so numerous as on the western 
front during April and the early days of May. 
"It is absolutely impossible," says Oliver Owen 
Kuhn, when writing of this campaign, "to paint 
any word-picture which in the most meager fash- 
ion portrays the actual battle-line from the North 
Sea to Alsace and Lorraine. The very fathers 
of military tactics prol)al)ly never dreamed that 
some day there would be waged a struggle of 
such proportions. It is gigantic, it is terrible in 
its consequences." On the sea the strife was 
equally intense. The submarines of Germany 
were sinking merchantmen faster than ever be- 
fore, but the efforts of the Allies to rid the seas 
of the submarine menace were being strengthened 
every day and their determination to win was 
growing firmer and firmer. 



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FRIENDS FROM ABROAD 

Recently there arrived in the city of Washing- 
ton a group of distinguished foreigners who have 
come to America upon an errand of the highest 
importance. Among these visitors are the Right 
Honorable Arthur J. Balfour, at present the for- 
eign secretary of the British Government and 




Photograph by Harris & Ewiiig. 

MARSHAL JOFFRE AND AMBASSADOR JUSSERAND. 

formerly prime minister ; M. Viviani, now vice- 
president of the French council of ministers, 
formerly the premier of France; and the great 
General Joffre, marshal of the armies of France, 
who won undying fame when in September, 
1914, he checked the Germans at the Marne and 
prevented the capture of Paris. From the mo- 
ment these eminent national guests reached the 
American shore they were everywhere received 
with a welcome so hearty that it must have 
caused them to feel that although they were 
strangers in a strange land, they were really 
friends in a land of friends. 

The purpose of their visit is to confer with 
the officials of our Government and discuss the 
many questions relating to the war. In what 
ways can we help the Allies ; what are the best 




Photograph by llanK ^ J uIiil;. 



RT. HON. A. J. BALFOUR AND SECRETARY LANSING. 

methods of cooperation? What can we do to 
rid the seas of the submarines? What ships can 




Ph.itograph hy Harris & Ewing. 

M. RENE VIVIANL 



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Photograph by Harris 6: liwiiig, 

THE ENGLISH AND FRENCH COMMISSIONERS AT THE TOMB OF WASHINGTON. 



we furnish to carry food to the Allies ? Upon 
what terms can we lend them money ? Shall 
American troops be sent to the front in France 
and in the Balkans? Shall the United States 
fight Germany as a separate and independent 
belligerent and cease fighting whenever our 
Government sees fit? Or shall we continue to 
fight as long as the Allies remain in the field? 
When the time comes to make peace, to what 
extent shall the wishes of the United States be 
considered ? Shall a permanent alliance be 
formed between our country and Great Britain 
and France, or shall the alliance continue only 
during the period of the war? These are some 
of the weighty questions which the visiting states- 
men are taking up with our Government, and 
they are questions the settlement of which will 
have a profound and far-reaching effect upon 
the future of the American Republic. 

THE SINEWS OF WAR 

For the waging of a war, money is such an im- 
portant factor that it has been called the "sinews 
of war." No sooner had war been declared than 
our Government bestirred itself to provide the 
sinews for the struggle. It was found that about 
$7,000,000,000 would be necessary at the outset. 



So the President asked Congress for this amount, 
and it was granted to him without a dissenting 
vote either in the House or in the Senate. Con- 
gress could not provide for giving the President 
such a sum in cash, for all the cash in the coun- 
try — all that is in the pockets of individuals, in 
the tills of merchants, and in the vaults of banks — 
amounts to only a little more than $5,000,000,000. 
But Congress could authorize the President to 
borrow the money, and it did so. On April 24 it 
gave him power to borrow $7,000,000,000. This 
is a sum vastly greater than was ever borrowed 
by any other government at any one time. It is 
a sum so large that the mind tries in vain to com- 
prehend its meaning. Seven billion dollars is 
about the comliined value of all the taxable prop- 
erty in the eight States of New Hampshire, Con- 
necticut, West Virginia, Oklahoma, Colorado, 
Arizona, Idaho, and South Dakota. Or, to make 
another comparison, the sum which the President 
is to borrow is more than twice the present com- 
bined debts of every State, county, city, village, 
and townsliip in the United States. 

How, it may be asked, can the President bor- 
row $7,000,000,000 when there is not that much 
money in the entire country? The answer is 
that it will not all be borrowed at one time in 
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at different times ; and soon after one portion has 
been borrowed it will be spent, and those who 
receive it can lend it again. This can be made 
clear by an illustration : Mr. Smith, a shoe mer- 
chant, has $500, which he wishes to lend to Uncle 
Sam. He gives the Government the cash in the 
form of a five-hundred-dollar bill, and receives in 
return a bond (a promissory note) for $500. 
Shortly after this transaction Uncle Sam buys 
from Mr. Smith five hundred dollars' worth of 
shoes for the soldiers and pays for them, let us 
say, with the identical five-hundred-dollar bill 
which he borrowed from Mr. Smith. Now, if 
Uncle Sam is still borrowing money, Mr. Smith, 
if he desires to do so, can lend his five-hundred- 
dollar bill to the Government a second time, and 
receive in exchange a second bond for $500. 
Thus, our five-hundred-dollar bill has served as 
the means of borrowing $1000. Of course, by 
repeating the transaction often enough, the five- 
hundred-dollar bill could be used for borrowing 
many thousands of dollars. 

Not all of the sum to be borrowed for carrying 
on the war will be used by our Government. For 
the law provides that $3,000,000,000, or such part 
thereof as may be necessary, shall be loaned to 
Great Britain, France, Russia, Italy, and the 
other nations that are fighting against Germany. 
These nations need money more than they need 
men, and Uncle Sam is helping to carry their 
financial l)urdens. In April he let Great Britain 
have $250,000,000, and he is arranging to treat 
the other countries in the same liberal manner. 
If the plans of the Government shall be carried 
out, we shall assist the Allies with money to the 
extent of $500,000,000 a month so long as the 
war lasts. 

A MILLION MORE MEN 
FOR THE ARMY 

At the same time that the President asked Con- 
gress for money to carry on the war he asked 
that the army be increased by a million more 
men, five hundred thousand to be organized at 
once, and an additional five hundred thousand to 
be raised at such time as he may determine. Con- 
gress was overwhelmingly in favor of giving the 
President all the men he wanted, and quickly 
there was brought forward a bill providing for 
an army to be raised by a selective draft. Under 
the selective draft system every male person of a 
stated age in a given community — in a township 
or village, election precinct, or other local divi- 
sion — is required to come forward of his own 
accord and register his name, unless he is by law 
expressly excused from military service. (Of 
course those who are physically or mentally unfit 



will be rejected.) The names of all persons thus 
registered are placed in a box. Then the di-aft is 
made, that is, there are drawn from the box by 
lot the names of a number of persons equal to the 
number of soldiers which the community is re- 
quired to furnish. The selective principle is ap- 
plied only in case where it appears that the ser- 
vices of a man will be greater on the farm or in 
the factory than it will be on the field of battle. 
All persons finally chosen by this selective draft 
are enlisted and are required to join the army 
whether they desire to do so or not. 

The President and a majority of the members 
of Congress were in favor of the selective draft, 
but there were a few senators and a considerable 
number of representatives who opposed it on the 
ground that it was compulsory. The opponents 
of the draft contended that the volunteer system 
ought to be tried first, and that compulsion ought 
not to be resorted to until volunteering had failed 
to produce enough men. The difference of opin- 
ion as to the best methods of raising the army 
led to a long and bitter debate, but in the end the 
champions of the selective draft won a decisive 
victory, the vote in both houses being three to 
one in their favor. Another sharp difference of 
opinion arose as to the age of the persons to be 
subjected to the draft. The House of Repre- 
sentatives voted that the draft should reach those 
lietween the ages of twenty-one and forty years, 
both inclusive, while the Senate voted that it 
should reach only those between twenty-one and 
twenty-seven. This question, with other differ- 
ences in the War Army Bill, as passed by the 
Senate and the House, is still under discussion 
while this is written. So from the millions of 
men who are between the ages finally agreed 
upon there will in the course of several months 
be selected a new army of 500,000 soldiers. This 
in addition to the forces we already have will 
bring our fighting strength up well toward the 
million mark. If this is not sufficient to cope 
with the enemy, a second new army of 500,000 
men will be speedily raised, 

THE SMALL VEGETABLE 
GARDEN 

Since the outbreak of the Great War the small 
vegetable garden has played an important part in 
the life of the people of Europe. Millions of lit- 
tle plats of ground never cultivated before have 
been tilled as gardens, with the result that many 
thousands of tons of vegetables have been added 
to the general store of food. These gardens, for 
the most part, have been tilled by boys and girls 
while, far away on the battle-front, their fathers 



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SMALL llANU TUULb 1 UK lllL GARDEN. — A HILL OF BEANS STAKIEU LN A BEKkV-BOX.— ONIONS 
ARE EASILY GROWN ON GOOD SOIL. 



and brothers have been fighting as soldiers for 
their country. 

And this year, milHons of boys and girls in 
America also will have an opportunity to become 
gardeners and produce the food which tlie Na- 
tion will so much need. President Wilson in his 
call to service did not overlook the great impor- 
tance of the garden. ''Every one," he said, "who 
creates or cultivates a garden helps, and helps 
greatly, to solve the problem of feeding the Na- 
tion." 

The department of agriculture is now striving 
with all its might to make a gardener of every 
yoimg American who can find an idle piece of 
ground. It says, in substance, to the l)oys and 
girls of the country: "Make the soil in back yards 
and vacant lots produce some food. You can 
raise some vegetables for the family, no matter 
how small a piece of ground you have. Plant 
your garden as early as possible, and see that by 
the time autumn comes it is full of potatoes, 
beets, turnips, cabbages, and other staple foods. 
Somebody has to raise everything you eat ; let at 
least a portion of your food be raised by the labor 
of your own hands. By helping to feed yourself 
you are helping to -feed the Nation." 

These words have appealed to young people all 
over the land, and have resulted in the planting 
of hundreds of thousands of small vegetable gar- 
dens upon ground that has heretofore been al- 
lowed to lie idle. Any reader of St. Nicholas 
who would like to join the noble army of garden- 
ers, but who is ignorant of the art of gardening, 
should write at once to the department of agri- 
culture at Washington for circulars containing 
information about the raising of vegetables. The 
department is prepared to give explicit direc- 
tions to young gardeners, and is more than will- 
ing to do so. If all our readers this summer will 
do their part with the hoe and the rake, thou- 
sands of mouths will be fed which otherwise will 
go hungry. 



MORE VOTES FOR WOMEN 

In the last number of The Watch Tower an ac- 
count was given of the progress of woman suf- 
frage in Great Britain. In our own country the 
movement for equal suffrage is making gains as 
great, if not greater, than those that are being 
made abroad. Throughout last winter the friends 
of the movement pleaded their cause before many 
of the state legislators, and their success was sur- 
prising. By May the legislatures of Ohio, In- 
diana, Illinois, Nebraska, and Rhode Island had 
granted to women the right to vote for Presiden- 
tial electors, and there were indications that 
other States might follow. Even if no more are 
added to the list, the power of women in the next 
Presidential election will be much greater than 
in the last one, important as it then was, for in 
1916 the women of twelve States, with a total of 
94 electoral votes, took part, while in the Presi- 
dential election of 1920 women will vote in at least 
eighteen States, whose total electoral vote is 164. 

But it was not only at state capitals that the 
friends of equal suffrage were busy. They car- 
ried their fight to the national capital and urged 
their cause in the halls of Congress. They pick- 
eted the gates at the White House, where their 
sentinels stood holding banners on which were 
inscribed words that the President might read as 
he passed in and out. When the new Congress 
assembled they picketed the Capitol, their senti- 
nels standing at the entrance to the House of 
Representatives and also at the Senate entrance. 
The suffragists who did the picketing hoped it 
would spur Congress to quick action on a pro- 
posed amendment to the Constitution, which 
reads: The right of citizens of the United States 
to vote shall not he denied or abridged by the 
United States or by any State on account of sex. 
This, known as the Anthony Amendment, has 
been before Congress for nearly forty years and 
has been voted upon several times. 



Tt was the story hour. As the parents came from the dining-room, 
a little girl met them before the open fire, soon reaching her ac- 
customed place in her father's arms. She pleaded, "Tell me a 
story. Daddy ; a make-up one." Then he told her this tale, to which 
he gave the title, "The Thirsty Flower" : 

One summer there was an old-fashioned garden near a quaint 
old house. In this there were many kinds of flowers, while all 
around were splendid big trees, and in them the birds built their 
nests. The flowers, the trees, the birds, were friends and often 
talked together. 

In the hot month of July it had not rained for many, many days. 
All the trees and flowers were as thirsty as are little girls just before 
they go to bed at night. 

Near the edge of the garden a violet was growing. One afternoon 
this violet looked up and said to the rose-bush near by, "Rose-bush, 
can you tell me how old you are ?" The rose-bush replied, 'T was 
five years old last spring." The violet said : "I am not a year old 
yet ; I suppose I shall know a great deal when I am five years old — 
much more than now. Could you tell me if I am ever going to be 
as old as you are? Because I am so thirsty that I do not think I 
shall ever be happy again.'' The rose-bush, a little saddened, an- 
swered, "I think you will ; I have been very, very thirsty other 
summers." But the violet whispered, 'Ts it going to rain?" The 
rose-bush replied : "I am afraid not. Are you so very thirsty?" 
The violet shrank back, saying, "Oh, yes, I am very, very thirsty." 
So the rose-bush murmured, "Then I will ask the big tree if he 
thinks it is going to rain." The rose-bush called to the tree, 
Will you kindly look, you are so far up, and tell me if you see 
any ram coining?'' The tree said, "No, I don't see any rain com- 
ing; but perhaps there is." The rose-bush then said, "I am very 
thirsty and have not had a drop of water in days, and the lit- 
»^ tie violet below me thinks it cannot bear it another day 




if it does not have a drink of water." The tree said, 
"I will tell you what I will do; 




there is a little bird here on 
her nest, and I will ask her 
to go up as far as she can 
and see if there is any rain 



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coming." After a little while the tree called 
to the rose-bush, "You can tell the violet that the 
bird has been away up, and did not see any rain 
coming, but far in the east there is a little cloud, 
and maybe it will rain before night." So the 
rose-bush leaned over, and said to the violet, "We 
think it may rain before night." The violet whis- 
pered back : "That will be very, very nice. Would 
you mind leaning over that way again, because 
when you do, the sun does not shine on me and I 
do not feel so hot and thirsty?" 

The long afternoon went by. At last the violet 
said to the rose-bush, "Will you ask the tree if 
there is any more news about that rain coming?" 
The rose-bush said, "Wait a moment and I will 
ask." The tree sent the little bird away up again, 
and after she returned, it called down, "It does 
look more like rain." And soon it said, "Oh, I can 
see it myself now ; the clouds are much nearer." 
Just then the East Wind came along and shook the 
big tree, and the big tree shook its leaves, and 
sent some of them falling down on the rose-bush. 
Then the rose-bush rocked a little itself, and soon 
the wind was right there with them. The violet 
looked up to see what was coming— what caused 



all the noise— what they were all doing. Just as 
it raised its head a little drop of rain came down 
and hit that little violet right in the face. The 
violet cried, "Do it some more !" And soon many 
drops were merrily falling. The tree had the 
first nice drink, then the rose-bush, and then it 
reached the little violet. It turned its face to the 
earth so the water would cool the back of its 
head. Soon the rain tumbled down so fast that it 
wet the ground and spattered it up on the violet ; 
but the violet only said, "I do not mind, because 
I am having such a splendid drink." 

Just before the rain stopped, the violet said, 
"Mr. East Wind, will you please bring the rain to 
me to-morrow again?" The East Wind laughed, 
saying, "Perhaps I will if you will be happy." 
The violet replied, "I will." 

Thus the tree, the rose-bush, the violet, and all 
their companions had their nice drink of water 
at the end of the long, hot, summer day. That 
night the violet tucked its face under its largest 
leaf, — that is the way it always went to bed, — but 
the rose-bush watched over its little friend all 
night, thinking how happy it was to have some 
one to love and to protect. 




THE SECRET 



BY ABBIE FARWELL BROWN 



I HEAR God's whisper in the wind. 
And in the roaring sea ; 

And just as plainly in the grass 
As in the tall pine-tree. 



He breathes a secret in my ear: 
Though I am very small, 

He says to Him I am as dear 
As people wise and tall. 



NATURE AND SCIENCE FOR YOUNG FOLKS 



AN AVIATION STUDENT MAKING A LOW FLIGHT. 



LEARNING TO FLY 

Any one who has common sense and patience 
may learn to fly. In the aviation schools a good 
working knowledge of airmanship is ordinarily 
gained in a total of four hundred minutes spent 
in the air, divided into a score of lessons. The 
air would almost seem the natural element of 
man, such has heen the progress in flying during 
the past few years. With surprisingly little in- 
struction, the average pupil soon learns to feel 
perfectly at home aloft. Many find it easier to 
support themselves in the air tlian in the water. 
Gravity is, of course, a very exacting taskmaster, 
but under competent instructors serious acci- 
dents to-day are almost unknown. The more dar- 
ing feats of airmanship, the loops and spirals 
practised in air duels, come, of course, only with 
long, persistent practice. 

There are two methods of teaching. One is 
described in the opening article of this number, 
''Fighting-Ships that Fly." In the other an in- 
structor usually begins with a new pupil much 
as a mother-bird teaches her fledgling to fly — by 
encouraging it to hop about before spreading its 
wings. The first aeroplane used for instruction 
is often a worn-out machine that cannot possibly 
rise, known in the slang . of the schools as a 
"taxi" or "lawn-mower." When he is set run- 
ning this craft up and down the aviation field, 
the beginner quickly becomes familiar with the 
motors and controls, and accustoms himself to 
the noise of the propellers. After he has learned 
to steer his aeroplane in a straight line he is 



promoted and allowed to make short "hops." In 
some schools, control of the machine is taught 
in dummy aeroplanes resting in a stationary posi- 
tion. 

The pupil is entrusted with a somewhat better 
machine in his next lessons. The "hops" do not 
lift the aeroplane more than five feet, but they 
give excellent practice in rising and landing, and 
enaljle the beginner to judge the ground. An 
accident may mean a smash, but the pilot at this 
height is comparatively safe. Progress is more 
rapid after this stage. In the next class a pupil 
is set to flying "straights" and learns to rise to 
a height of twenty-five or thirty feet, remaining 
in the air for half a mile. He is now set to fly- 
ing in circles, going up three hundred or four 
hundred feet. His landing exercises play an im- 
portant part in this instruction, and he is required 
to come down on a fixed mark. As the aviator 
gains confidence, the flights are made in the fig- 
ure eight style, he is taught to land with his 
engine cut off, and learns other feats required 
of an air-pilot. 

For the French airman final examinations are 
most exacting. The applicant must rise twice to 
an altitude of six thousand feet, and spend an 
hour at a ten-thousand-foot altitude. After pass- 
ing this test he must fly over a triangular course 
of one hundred and fifty miles, landing at each 
corner of the triangle. The final test consists 
of ascending to a height of one thousand five 
hundred feet, cutting off all power, and descend- 
ing in a spiral to a fixed point. Students in a 



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745 



modern aviation school well may dread their 
"exams," nor would it be considered much of a 
disgrace to '"flunk" them. Examinations for pilot 
licenses in the army and navy of the United 
States, however, are no less stiff and exacting. 

The training received at the 
Signal Corps Aviation School 
at North Island, San Diego 
Harbor, affords an excellent 
illustration of our progress in 
this field. The island, compris- 
ing twelve thousand acres, is 
considered by experts the fin- 
est base in the world — both 
for land and water flying. 
Here, at the present writing, 
are upward of two hundred 
enlisted men with more than 
fifty officers. During the first 
half of 1914, four thousand 
flights were made at this 
school, with a total time aloft 
of one thousand eight hundred 
hours, while the air mileage was equivalent to 
more than four times the circumference of the 
globe. This remarkable record was achieved 
without a single serious accident. 



The eyes are rarely injured, except by exposure 
to extreme cold. Frost-bites are comparatively 
common. The gas used in the engine often pro- 
duces headaches and nausea. A violent headache 
may develop in a few seconds, and besides this 




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THE FIRST BIPLANE RECEIVED AT rKlNCETU.N S F].VINU-t>CIIOOL. 

the brain is frequently so affected that aviators 
have been known to go sound asleep in their ma- 
cliines. Some of the so-called "mysterious" ac- 
cidents may l)e explained in this way. Many 
aviators especially dread to 
sneeze at a critical moment. 
A number of bad accidents 
have been attributed to a sud- 
den sneezing fit which caused 
the air-pilot momentarily to 
lose control of his machine. 

The physical, as well as 
moral, strain in flying is far 
greater than is commonly sup- 
posed. The fatigue of guid- 
ing an aeroplane hour after 
hour, with every sense on the 
alert, soon tells on the strong- 
est constitution. In extremes 
of heat or cold, often without 
food, the airman must prove 
as dependable as his maciiine. 
It is not generally realized 
that air-sickness attacks the 
landlubber in the air as sea- 
sickness does at sea. Sailor 
or airman must accustom 
himself to tlie rolling and 

STUDYING A MODEL AEROPLANE AT THE MINEOLA AVIATION SCHOOL. pitchiug of hlS Craft. Obvi- 

ously It IS more dangerous for 

Since an aeroplane travels much faster than an airman to have an attack of dizziness or nau- 
any other vehicle, the percentage of accidents of sea than for a sailor, since everything depends 
all sorts is naturally high, though a surprisingly upon the former's steadiness of eye and hand, 
small proportion of accidents to airmen are fatal. It is easy to understand whv the age limit is 




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LTUNE, 



much lower for aviators tlian in any other branch 
of army or navy service. Only the sturdiest 
bodies can stand the strain of long flights. A 
unique test is used in one of the military aviation 
schools in France. The applicant is placed in a 
room under observation when suddenly, without 
the slightest warning, a loud shot is fired behind 
his back. If the man jumps, his entrance exami- 
nation stops then and there. It is not enough that 
he should be brave, even enthusiastic in his work. 
Come what may, the airman must possess abso- 
lutely unruffled nerves. 

Francis A. Collins. 

PERFUME-MAKING AT GRASSE 

Every one who visits the wonderful coast-line 
of southern France tries to spend at least one day 
at Grasse, the center of the perfume industry. 
From the smart resort of Cannes one can journey 
by means of a funny little railroad to the sheltered 
corner beneath the Maritime Alps where the town 
of Grasse is situated. Right up to the quaint old 
buildings the flower fields press. Here is a 
wonderful expanse of roses — thousands and 
thousands of bushes laden with the most glorious 
pink blossoms. In the next field there are al- 
most endless rows of jasmine-bushes. A little 




PICKING TURF.ROSRS FOR TUK PRKFUMF.-FACTORIES 

farther on, and one has passed into an orange- 
tree grove. At Grasse the orange-trees are not 
grown for the sake of the fruit; the sole crop 
consists of the glistening white blossoms which 
nestle so prettily among the dark green leaves. 



Every now and then among the flowers one comes 
across parties of pickers. At the corner of this 
rose-field there are any number of baskets piled 
high with the pink blooms. These are waiting 
for the arrival of a cart to convey them to the 
factory. 

Our courteous guide warns us that, if we wish 
to see the scenes inside at their best, no time is to 
be lost. He explains that by far the larger 
amount of the blooms have already been col- 
lected in the early morning hours and are now 
being treated. 

One's first impression on stepping inside the 
cool, airy buildings is astonishment at the cleanli- 
ness of everything. The whole place is quite as 
spotless, and perhaps even more so, than a food 
factory. It is explained that all kinds of essences 
are extremely sensitive. Anything that would 
cause the slightest smell must not be tolerated. 
All the workers are expected to observe the 
strict rules of the factory in this respect; instant 
dismissal would follow the smoking of a cigarette. 

The first stage in the extraction of the per- 
fume consists in the separation of the petals of 
the flowers from the other parts. Just at the 
time of our visit roses figure largely. The baskets 
of blooms first go into the hands of scores of 
women-workers, who, with 
deft fingers, deal with each 
blossom. On the floor of the 
factory there is piled a heap 
of roses several feet in height, 
and the entire quantity would 
make many fair-sized cart- 
loads ! 

The most precious of all the 
perfumes distilled in the fac- 
tories is the attar of roses. 
No less than forty-five pounds 
of rose petals are needed to 
make one gramme (i5/^ 
grains troy) of the essence. 
Briefly the methods of extract- 
ing the fragrance are as fol- 
lows : the petals are spread be- 
tween sheets of glass which 
are held about four inches 
apart by wooden frames. On 
each side of the glass is a 
layer of lard, a little less than 
half an inch in thickness. The 
sheets of glass, with their load 
of petals, are piled one above another, and at the 
end of about twenty-four hours it is found that 
the essential oil from the flowers has been ab- 
sorbed by the lard. The lard is finally melted in 
a large iron vessel and is then mixed with spirits. 



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surrounded with boiling water. 
When the lard has melted, the 
petals are added ; here they are 
allowed to remain for from 
twelve to twenty-four hours. 
At the end of this time the 
mass is filtered to remove the 
now scentless petals. The 
operation of adding fresh pet- 
als to the melted lard is re- 
peated again and again until 
finally the lard, or "pomade," 
as it is called, is very highly 
perfumed. After this, in order 
to produce the perfumes as 
they are sold in the shops, a 
great deal of distilling and 



GATHERING ORANGE-BLOSSOMS, 
USED IN MAKING COLOGNE- 
WATER. 



The essential oil of the flow- 
ers rises to the surface in 
combination with the spirit ; 
finally, it is collected and fil- 
tered. This particular plan is 
known as the "cold method." 

Orange and rose petals, 
however, are usually treated 
by what is known as the "hot 
method." In this case, large 
iron vessels full of lard are 





THE FACTORY FLOOR HEAPED WITH ROSE PETALS. 



THE PETALS ARE SPREAD ON TRAYS. 



blending are needful. As a 
rule, this is a distinct industry, 
carried out in a separate fac- 
tory. Indeed, most of the per- 
fume e.xtracted at Grasse goes 
to New York, London, and 
other world capitals to be 
treated. The whole region in 
which Grasse lies is now busily 
at work increasing its pro- 
duction of natural perfumes in 
order that, after the war, it 
may successfully compete with 
the perfumes artificially pro- 
duced in Germany by the 
blending of various chemicals. 
S. Leonard Bastin. 



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A STRAWBERRY PYRAMID 

A RESIDENT of Lucas, KansES, has designed for 
his garden an unusual strawberry-bed, in the 
form of a pyramid of concrete, which has pro- 
duced remarkable results. It stands about eight 
feet high, its base is eight feet square, and it 
rises in eight steps to a flat top on which a spray 
nozle is set. This is connected with the water- 




"AN UNUSUAL STRAWBERRY-BED. 

pipes, so that by turning a faucet the entire pyra- 
mid and its mass of growing vines may be show- 
ered. The structure is a shell of concrete con- 
taining rich earth, and the vines grow through a 
series of small holes at the base of each step. 

The advantages of this device are that the con- 
crete draws and retains a great deal of heat, thus 
stimulating the growth of the plants, while the 
roots are kept moist and cool in the interior of 
the pyramid. The berries are easily gathered 
from the concrete surfaces, and are free from 
dirt or sand, as they do not touch the ground. An 
additional advantage is that in this manner a 
large quantity of fruit can be grown upon a lim- 
ited area. 

C. L. Edholm. 

THE DAY IS GROWING LONGER 

Our earth appears to be slowing down its spin. 
Two British astronomers who have just finished 
a long study of the matter report that it now 
takes almost exactly three seconds longer for the 
world to turn over once than it took one hundred 
years ago; and, a century hence, still another 
three seconds will have been added to the dav. 



At this rate, Shakspere had nearly ten sec- 
onds less in his twenty-four hours than has a 
modern dramatist. William the Conqueror was 
handicapped a half-minute in keeping up with 
his descendants. Julius Casar was a whole min- 
ute to the bad; while even if he had lived to old 
age, his life would still have been some twenty 
of our days short of what his biographers would 
have claimed for him. 

Abraham and the early 
Pharaohs would have been 
still more pressed for time. 
The earliest men, say in the 
year 100,000 B.C., would have 
had no use for "How to Live 
on Twenty-four Hours a 
Day," for they had only 
twenty-three hours to do 
their living in, and were 
really only seventy-six years 
old when they thought they 
had reached fourscore. 

For the fact is, the moon 
acts as a brake on the earth. 
The moon pulls up the tide ; 
the earth turns under it. The 
tide therefore comes splash- 
ing up against the eastern 
shores of the continents. The 
twice-daily pounding of the 
tidal wave is slowly checking 
the earth's spin and prolonging the day. 

The earth does the same thing to the moon, 
only more so. It makes tides in the moon's solid 
crust, which have so completely "broken" our 
satellite, that whereas it once spun round so 
merrily that its "day" was only a few hours long, 
now it has become a whole month. So the moon 
spins on its own axis and revolves about the 
earth in the same period. Therefore, it always 
presents the same face to the earth, and no mor- 
tal has ever seen the other side. 

In the course of time, the moon will get back 
on us. The day will gradually lengthen until it 
becomes a month. Then the sun will rise and set 
as now, but only thirteen times a year. 

But the moon will no longer move in the sky. 
Some fortunate country will have it always di- 
rectly overhead, where it will wax and wane, no 
longer wandering. Other lands will see it al- 
ways low on the horizon. Others will never be- 
hold it at all. 

However, it will be some time first. A good 
deal will happen before three seconds a century 
mounts up to a whole month ! 

Edwin Tenney Brewster. 





"Now as for me, I 'm forty-odd," remarked Tobias Tupper, || 
As he snapped a fat May-beetle up and ate it for his supper ; | 
"And during my twoscore of years I 've had adventures plenty ; | 
It 's long since I have seen a toad I knew at one-and-twenty. | 
Methinks my own biography would make a tale inviting, i 
If I but had the pen and ink, and, too, the knack of writing. i 



"When I was hatched in Casey's Creek with half a thousand others 
(Two thirds of them, I must confess, my sisters or my brothers !) 
With enemies on every hand, 't was strange I lived a minute ; 
All hours of day some hungry mouth would have a tadpole in it. 
I found 't was quite unwise to speak to any passing stranger, 
And most of all my time was spent a-wiggling out of danger. 



1 




"But I grew up a lusty tad," remarked Tobias Tupper ; 

"Three rows of teeth on my lower lip and two rows on my upper; 
Then one day I got heedless: along came Bullfrog Binner, 
And first I knew my best hind leg he 'd swallowed for his dinner. 
'T was gone for sure ! My new hind leg ! My wrath was hard to smother, , 
But I hid among the arrow-heads and calmly grew another. 




"The day we moved from Casey's Creek calamity awaited ; 
'Twixt ducks and hens and rolling wheels our family was fated; 
I dare say half of us were killed; a sad beginning, very! 
But when I found myself alive, of course I felt quite merry. 
I had my way to make in life, and I must look for supper ; 
A toad has little time to grieve," observed Tobias Tupper. 



Ho, hum ! a record of my life would surely be exciting. 
If I but had the pen and ink, and, too, the knack of writing, 
I *d set you such a chronicle of mishaps melancholy 
You 'd wonder how, at forty-odd, I 'm still so fat and jolly; 
Posterity would marvel at escapes both grave and narrow. 
And find that toads have worse to fear than travels 'neath a 




harrow. 



'But though I 've learned that trouble lurks in every field and furrow. 
And sometimes one is hardly safe at home and in his burrow, 
Thou.gh oft pursued by snake and fowl, and mauled by furry strangers, 
And though exposed to every kind of terrifying dangers, 
I 've tried to keep my faith in man, and earn by honest labor 
A title to his friendship, and a right to be his neighbor. 



"And as for me, at forty-odd, I still find life exciting; 
But since I have no pen or ink, nor yet the knack of writing. 
You '11 have to take my word for it ; for novels, tales, or fillers 
Are not so much my specialty as flies and caterpillars. 
And speaking thus of bugs and slugs reminds me of my supper ; 
Good day, sir, till we meet again," remarked Tobias Tupper. 




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APPLIED SCIENCE & MECHANICS FOR BOYS 

INCLUDING BRIEF ARTICLES OF THE "HOW TO MAKE IT" SERIES 



BY J. S. NEWMAN 



I 



THE MAGNETIC COMPASS AND HOW TO 
MAKE IT 

The great steel ship plows its way across the 
trackless ocean. Steadily and accurately it parts 
the waves. In a small glass case at the wheels- 
man's elbow a tiny needle swings this way and 
that with the ship's motion. But always the 
point of tliat needle keeps the same direction. 
The ship may turn or rock, but the little needle 
sticks unwaveringly to its task of pointing to the 
north always. It is at once one of the simplest 
and the most useful of all man's discoveries. It is 
the mariner's compass. 

A compass is an interesting instrument to con- 
struct, and with a little care, a really good one 
may be made by any bright boy at a trifling cost. 

Secure a small piece of clock-spring from an 
old alarm-clock, or get a broken spring from 
your jeweler. One about a quarter-inch wide is 
best. Break off a piece of this hard- 
ened steel spring about i]4 inches 
long. Soften this by heating it red- 
hot in a flame and allowing it to cool 
slowly. A hole about % inch in di- 
ameter may now be readily drilled in 
the exact center of the tiny strip. The 
ends of the strip are filed off to a 
point, as shown in Fig. i. 

The steel is now held in a flame by 
means of a bit of bent wire, and when 
red-hot, it is quickly plunged into cold 
water. This tempers, or hardens, the 
steel so that it will permanently re- 
tain magnetism. We are now ready 
to magnetize the little piece of steel 
which is to become our compass-nee- 
dle. An ordinary horseshoe magnet 
may be used for this purpose. The 
"needle" is placed upon a flat surface, 
and one pole of ,the horseshoe magnet is rubbed 
lengtliwise across the needle in one direction 
only. Start at the end and draw the magnet 
across the needle to the other end, repeating this 
movement several times. When the needle is 
magnetized strongly enough to pick up a small 
iron tack, it is ready for further work. Remem- 
ber to use only one pole of the horseshoe magnet 
and to rub in one direction only. 

Another way to magnetize the needle is as fol- 



lows : make a small paper tube 2 inches long and 
}i inch in diameter. Wind 35 or 40 turns of 
insulated copper wire, size 18 to 24, about the 
tube, as shown in Fig. 2, leaving the ends free 
for connection to a dry battery. Inside the tube 
place the hardened steel needle, and then connect 
the two ends of the wire to the posts of a dry 
battery (see illustration). Allow the current to 
pass through the wire for a half-minute or so. 
Disconnect the wires and remove the needle, 
which will then be strongly magnetized. 

We are now ready for our "jeweled" bearing. 
Secure a glass tube from your druggist. A tube 
a quarter-inch in diameter is best. In a gas 
flame heat the center of this glass tube, mean- 
while twirling the tube between the thumbs and 
fingers. In a minute or so the tube will become 
quite soft at the place where heat has been ap- 
plied (Fig. 3). 



Fia.2 







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Iicf.6. 




At this point remove the tube from the flame 
and quickly pull the ends of the tube until it sepa- 
rates. You will now have two pieces of glass 
with the appearance shown in Fig. 4. Hold the 
tip of one of these pieces in the flame again until 
the drawn-out glass forms into a tiny liead 
(Fig. 5). . 

Now, with a sharp fine file, make a deep 
scratch on the glass as shown at A. The tiny 
glass tip may then be readily broken- off with the 



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finger. This little tip of glass forms our hearing. 
It is glued into the hole of the magnetized needle, 
as shown in Fig. 6. When the bearing is placed 
over a pin-point, the needle should balance accu- 
rately and freely in a level position. If it does 
not, carefully file off the heavy side of the needle 
until perfect balance is secured. 

We must now mount our magnetic needle, the 
end that points north having been previously 
marked with a dot of colored paint. Make a 
small square box of cigar-box wood. The box 
should be about x 1I/2 x ^ inches, inside 
measurements (Fig. 7). 

In the exact center of the bottom of this box 
force through from underneath the point of a 
medium-sized sewing-needle. The point should 
extend about % inch through the wood, as at B. 
The rest of the needle is then broken off at the 
bottom. The point forms a pivot for the jeweled 
bearing of our magnetized needle, which is now 
carefully set in place. A piece of window-glass 
is cut to size (your hardware man will do this 
for you), and is glued with paper strips over the 
top of the wooden case. 

Before the glass is put in place, however, the 
directions north, .south, east, and west must be 
written in ink on its under surface, so that the 
top has the appearance shown in Fig. 8. The 
completed compass is illustrated at Fig. 9. 

This compass, if made according to directions, 
will prove a mighty good one not only for locat- 
ing directions, but also for electrical experi- 
menting. 

EASY ELECTRICAL LESSONS 
Number Five 

MAGNETISM 

All of you have seen the small horseshoe mag- 
nets. They have a deep interest for most of us. 
What wonderful and unseen force gives these 
little pieces of steel the power to attract small 
pieces of iron and steel? 

Like electricity, no one really knows what mag- 
netism is. We shall discover, however, that mag- 
netism has something to do with electricity. 

Experiment No 10. Mix up several small 
pieces of brass with some iron tacks. Move an 
ordinary horseshoe magnet about among the 
pieces. The iron is attracted, and the brass is 
left behind. We therefore see that there are 
magnetic and non-magnetic metals. Brass, cop- 
per, gold, silver, zinc, and many other metals are 
non-magnetic. Iron, pure nickel, and cobalt are 
magnetic. 

Experiment No. it. Dip the horseshoe mag- 



net into iron filings. The filings stick to the mag- 
net, and stand out in tiny bristles like stiff grass. 

Experiment No. 12. Take a small piece of 
window-glass in your hand, and on top of it 
sprinkle some iron filings. Run the horseshoe 
magnet below the glass. The little filings dance 
and move about with the magnet. We thus learn 
that glass allows the magnetic force to pass 
through it without opposition. 

Experiments No. 13, 14, 15, 16 Repeat the last 
experiment, using: (i) sheet-copper instead of 
the glass; (2) a piece of tin from a tin can; (3) 
sheet zinc; (4) cardboard. 

We learn from the above experiments that 
m^.gnetism seems to pass through everything ex- 
cepting the commercial sheet-tin, which is really 
a deposit of tin on iron. The iron absorbs the 
magnetism because, being magnetic, it is itself 
attracted and allows no magnetism to go beyond 
it. 

Experiment No. 17.' Lay the magnet on a flat 
surface, and on top of it lay a sheet of paper. 
Sprinkle a thin layer of iron filings on the paper 
over the magnet. 
Tap the paper 
gently. The iron fil- 
ings will arrange 
themselves in an 
even design of par- 
allel curves, as in 
Fig. I. These filings represent the "lines of 
force" of the magnet, as they are called, and 
show the direction of "pull" or "strain." 

Experiment No. 18. A pretty experiment 
may be performed by taking a picture of the mag- 
netic lines of force, as made in experiment No 
17. A package of photographic blue-print paper 
may be purchased for a few cents at any photo- 
graphic supply-shop. Open this package in a 
dimly lighted room and place a sheet of the pa- 
per, colored side up, over the magnet, which has 
previously been laid on a book. Sprinkle iron 
filings over the paper and tap them into position. 
Now set the whole arrangement in the sun for a 
few minutes. The paper will become dark blue 
in color. It must not be disturbed in any way 
until fully "printed." When the paper has be- 
come dark blue, quickly carry it into the house 
and brush off the filings. Then wash it by plac- 
ing it in running water for fifteen minutes. A 
perfect picture of the magnetic lines of force will 
be permanently printed on the paper. 

Experiment No. 19. Try to magnetize a nail 
by rubbing it firmly with one pole of the magnet 
and in one direction only. It will not remain 




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permanently magnetized. While it is in con- 
tact with the horseshoe magnet it will pick up 
iron filings, but when removed it loses its mag- 
netic power. Soft steel will not retain magnetism. 
Hard steel will. The nail is made of soft steel. 

Experiment No. 20. Repeat experiment No. 
19, using a steel needle instead of a nail. The 
needle retains the magnetism and itself becomes 
a tiny magnet. It will pick up iron filings at 
either end. Needles are made of hard steel. 

Experiment No. 21. Tie a piece of silk thread 
to the center of a magnetized steel sewing-needle 

= so that it exactly balances. Hang 

the other end of the thread to a 
hook, as in Fig. 2. The needle will 
turn until it points north and south. 
This is the principle of the mag- 
netic compass used on boats to de- 
^ termine direction. Any magnet, 

when freely suspended between its 
poles, will point in a north-and-south direction. 

Experiment No. 22. Bring one pole of your 
horseshoe magnet near the suspended magnetic 
needle. The needle will whirl violently about un- 
til it points at the magnet. Now present the other 
pole of the horseshoe magnet to the needle. The 
needle will again turn about until its opposite end 
points to the magnet. 

Thus we learn that there is some difference be- 
tween the poles of a magnet. One of them at- 
tracts one end of the magnetized needle and re- 
pels the other end; the second pole does just the 
opposite. Just as in static electricity, we find the 
following law : 

A magnet has a positive and a negative pole 
(north and south). 

Like poles repel 'Uich other. Unlike poles at- 
tract each other. 

THE SEVEN WONDERS OF SCIENCE 
V. Wireless Telegraphy 

You will remember when, in the February num- 
ber, I announced my intention- to describe 
Seven Modern Wonders of Science, I said that 
I did not profess to be accurate in my choice of 
these wonders. I suppose, indeed, that many 
readers will object to my selection in some in- 
stances, and, in fact, perhaps no two persons 
would completely agree on the seven greatest 
scientific wonders in the world. Each would be 
influenced in his choice according to the way that 
each great scientific discovery or invention ap- 
pealed to him. 

However, I believe that every person who was 
asked to make his choice of what he considered 



the world's greatest discoveries would include in 
his list this one invention at least: he would 
choose wireless telegraphy ! No invention of 
modern times has excited more interest, praise, 
and respect than this seemingly magical and won- 
derfully useful discovery. 

Wireless telegraphy is by no means new. Sav- 
ages have used a form of wireless signaling for 
centuries. They sent messages by building 
"smoke-fires." The columns of rising smoke 
could be seen for many miles, and by proper 
manipulation they were able to convey informa- 
tion to their allies or cohorts. 

As early as 1838 Steinheil, of Munich, per- 
formed experiments with a view toward develop- 
ing a system of sending electric messages with- 
out wires. Morse himself, the inventor of the 
telegraph, was able to send messages by wireless 
telegraphy for a mile or more. He used two 
parallel wires, one running along either side of 
the banks of a river. By sending a current 
through one wire, a very weak current would be 
induced in the parallel conductor at the other 
side. (See page 657 of the May St. Nicholas 
for the explanation.) This weak current made 
itself known by its action on a sensitive galva- 
nometer. 

Many other early experimenters accomplished 
even more remarkable results. Among these pio- 
neers might be mentioned the names of Preece, 
Dolbear, Edison, Lodge, Branley, Popoff, and 
others. 

It was left to Guglielmo Marconi, a young 
Italian, to develop, in 1895, the first principles 
of a practical system of wireless telegraphy. His 
methods are those still used to-day, although they 
have, of course, been greatly improved and en- 
larged upon. 

Marconi's earliest experiments were conducted 
with crude apparatus on his father's farm near 
Bologna, Italy, in 1895. Gradually, by improving 
his instruments, he was able to transmit mes- 
sages several miles. Then distances of over four- 
teen miles, thirty miles, and two hundred miles 
were announced in rapid succession. 

Finally, on December 12, 1901, Marconi, then 
only twenty-six years of age, succeeded in send- 
ing signals across the Atlantic Ocean from 
Poldhu, Cornwall, to St. John's, Newfoundland. 
From this time on, wireless telegraphy was rec- 
ognized as a commercial and scientific success. 
Thousands of stations sprang up in every corner 
of the globe. Boats were equipped, operators 
were trained, and to-day, after a short span of 
twenty-five years, wireless telegraphy is recog- 
nized as a great world-influence. Indeed, so 
rapidly do people accustom themselves to new 



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developments that we could scarcely get along 
without Marconi's wonderful discovery. 

The first principles of wireless telegraphy are 
quite simple and readily understood. 

Let us assume in Fig. i that A is a small sur- 
face of water. Drop a stone at B. A series of 
widening circles or waves will spread out in all 
directions until they give up their energy at the 
edge of the little pond. If we drop bits of cork 
at C, D, E, and F, they will bob up and down 
until the train of waves pass by them. Every 
time a stone is dropped into the water at B the 
corks will move. In other words, the energy 
freed l)y the dropping of the stone is carried in 




DIAGRAMS ILIA'STKA riNG THIi PlilN'CU'LES OF 
WIRELESS TELEGRAPHY. 



every direction by waves in the water and affects 
any cork within the radius of these waves. 

Wireless telegraphy works on just this prin- 
ciple. The dropping stone represents the send- 
ing-station. The corks represent the receiving 
stations, any number of which can "get" the mes- 
sage without interfering with the others. But in 
wireless telegraphy we use "ether" or "space" in- 
stead of water, electrical spark disturbances in- 
stead of stones, and sensitive "detectors" instead 
of corks. 

Scientists have proved that there really is no 
such thing as a complete vacuum, or absolutely 
empty space. They have shown that what we call 
empty space is really filled with a very elastic, 
invisible substance without weight, color, or 
smell. Thus we know that although there is no 
air in an X-ray tube, we can nevertheless see 
through it. What carries the light beams 
through it? Obviously something must. This 
something is called ether. 

Light, heat, and electric waves are supposed to 
represent different states of ctho' activity or 
vibration. 



Now, if we find some way of making waves in 
the ether, just as we do in water, and can find 
some method of detecting these zvavcs at a dis- 
tance, we have wireless telegraphy. This has 
been accomplished. 

We can disturb the ether by passing any kind 
of an electric spark through it. This disturbance 
will generate electric waves which will spread 
out in all directions, just as our water waves do. 
They are invisible to eyesight, however, but they 
will travel thousands of miles at tremendous 
speed — 186,000 miles per second ! 

Any electric spark will cause electric waves in 
the ether (Fig. 2). When you see a trolley slip 
off the wire, or a lightning-flash, you may be sure 
that electric waves are speeding out in every 
direction and that suitable apparatus can detect 
these waves. In fact, we are now able to tell, 
long before it reaches us, when a thunder-storm 
is coming our way. The lightning causes ether 
waves which we can detect miles away, thus 
warning us of the coming storm. 

In wireless telegraphy electric sparks are arti- 
ficially generated with instruments called spark- 
coils or high-tension transformers. We have only 
to press a key, and a train of sparks leaps across 
a suitable "gap" or .space, making powerful wire- 
less waves at will. The heavier the spark, the 
farther the waves will travel, just as the heavier 
the stone we drop into water, the more powerful 
and far-reaching will the water waves be. 

It was long ago discovered that if one side of 
the spark-gap was connected to a system of over- 
head wires and the other side was connected into 
the ground, the waves would be much more pow- 
erful and would travel farther. Such wires are 
called aerials or antenna and may be only a few 
feet or several hundred feet in length and 
height (Fig. 3). The effect of using a high 
aerial is very much the same as would be the 
effect on water waves if you were to drop your 
stone from a great distance. The waves would 
be much more powerful. The higher you held 
your stone, the longer would each wave be; that 
is, the distance from circle to circle would be 
wider and deeper. The wave length would vary 
with the height. This is exactly what occurs in 
electric waves. The higher the aerial, the more 
powerful are the waves and the greater is their 
length. 

We now know how wireless-telegraph waves 
are generated. Next month we shall learn how 
these electrical waves in the ether may be heard 
and translated into messages by the receiving- 
station. 



In February, we recorded with pleasure the fact that 
an Honor Member of the League had painted a picture 
that won a place on the line in the exhibition of the 
Royal Academy, London ; in March, we chronicled 
the issue of a highly creditable book of poems by an- 
other Honor Member ; in April, a friendly grown-up 
correspondent warmly complimented our prize-winners 
in an earnest letter of appreciation, prophesying that 
"many whose names we notice as having won gold or 
silver badges will in later years be known to the world." 

But now comes a letter which in some respects 
pleases us most of all : 

Peoria, III., April 27, 1917. 
, My dear St. Nicholas League: 

I wonder if you will be interested in the history of 
one of your charter members? I tliink I was a charter 
member, and if I was n't, I was in the first year, but 
it is all a long while ago. I tried faithfully, as I re- 
member, many times discarding my efforts because they 
were "not good enough for the League" ; but although 
I reached the honor roll several times, I never won a 
prize, and then I grew too big to belong. 

But since then I have really "found my way in" — 
both as to magazines and newspapers. And besides 
my writing, I am interested in a studio that makes a 



specialty of artistic photography. But I never carry 
out an idea that I don't remember the days when I 
used to pore over the League's pages and long for a 
camera with which to try for the prizes. 

St. Nicholas lives on our reception-room table, and 
welcomes the younger sitter who has to wait. Some- 
times it even goes into the studio and has its picture 
taken, when the young person is an indefatigable reader. 
And I am glad to see that there are boys and girls to 
whom its pages mean as much as they did to us years 
ago. 

My regards to all the Leaguers who have n't won 
prizes, but have kept on trying ! 

Yours sincerely, 

(Miss) Sidney Baldwin. 

Every reader of the League pages is proud of our 
Honor Members, and right nobly have they won their 
place in our esteem. But all honor, also, to those who, 
as Miss Baldwin says, "have n't won prizes, but have 
kept on trying !" Her letter, for which we all are grate- 
ful, is ample proof that they do not fail of their re- 
ward ; and their loyalty in later life to St. Nicholas 
and the League, as shown in countless similar letters 
received year by year, is a token of affection in vt'hich 
the magazine takes great joy and pride. 



PRIZE-'WINNERS, COMPETITION No. 208 

In making the awards, contributors' ages are considered. 

PROSE. Silver badges, Ruth Oyer (age 14), Pennsylvania; Daisy Rawyler (age 14), New York; Florence Night- 
ingale (age 13), Pennsylvania; Virginia Williams (age 14), California, 
VERSE. Gold badge, Katharine Brooks (age 14), Ohio. 

Silver badges, Mary Candace Pangborn (age 9), New York; Bessie H. Simpson (age 15), Ohio. 
DRAWINGS. Gold badges, Francis S. Watts (age 17), Pennsylvania; Eunice Walker (age 17), Kentucky. 
Silver badges, Roger Nelson Plum (age 13), New Jersey; James D. Havens (age 17), New York; Elise Ward (age 
13), Kentucky; Jean Marshall Clarke (age 16), Pennsylvania. 
PHOTOGRAPHS. Gold badge, Catherine Floyd (age 13), Illinois. 

Silver badges, Dorothy Gould (age 13), New York; Helen R. Parsons (age 11), South Carolina; Henry A. Willard 
(age 14), California; Zoe Shippen (age 14), Michigan; Mabel Jennings (age 12), Connecticut; Kathryn Haubold 
(age 12), New York. 

PUZZLE-MAKING. Silver badges, Mary Catherine Hamilton (age 11), Ohio; Mildred Lull (age 13), New York. 
PUZZLE ANSWERS. Gold badges, Dorothy R. Stewart (age 16), New Hampshire. 

Silver badges, Renwick Bole (age 9), New York; Helen Fairbanks (age 11), California: Florence Beekman (age 14), 
New York; Anna Southard Larner (age 13 ), District of Columbia; Herbert McAneny (age 14), New York; Beatrice 
Pitney (age 12), District of Columbia. 




BY PORUTHY GOULU, AGE 13. (SILVKU liADGE.) BV HELEN R. PAKSONS, AGE II. (SILVER BADGE.) 

"HOME." 
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MY GARDEN 

BY KATHARINE BROOKS (aGF. 14) 

(Gold Badge. Silver Badge ivon October, igi6) 
There is not another garden 

Such as mine in all the land, 
For it 's made of tinted dream-stuffs 

At the touch of Fancy's hand 
And around my lo\ eIy garden 

There is built a wall of stone, 
Which, by fragrant honeysuckle. 

All year round is overgrown. 
For my garden 's in the Southland, 

Where the snowflakes never fall. 
Where the palm-trees and the fruit-trees 

Never drop their lea\es at all. 
In niy garden there are roses. 

There are rhododendrons, too. 
And a pretty fountain tinkles 

And reflects the sky's own blue. 
Winding paths and leafy bowers 

Help to make my garden fair. 
Perfumes, sweet as any incense, 

Float like haze upon the air. 

There is not another garden 

Such as mine in all the land. 
For it 's made of tinted dream-stuffs, 

At the touch of Fancy's hand. 

THE STORY OF A DAY 

BY RUTH OYER (aGE I4) 

{Silver Badge) 
Just a peep out of the window to tell me, "Time 's up " 
Oh what a glorious June day ! And as I was hurriedly 
dressing, the fragrance of the roses and the song of the 
robin floated up to me They, too, were as happy as I 
Do you want to know the reason ? This was Aunt 
Miriam's wedding-day and / was to be flower-girl ! 
What made me still happier was the fact that I might 




"home " BV HENRY A. WILLARD, AGE I4. (SILVER BADGE.) 



sit beside the bride and wear my best white dress (made 
specially foi the occasion), and yes — white kid slippers! 
something 1 had never worn before. I felt quite proud 
as I rapped on Aunt Miriam's door promptly at five- 
thirty. 

As I entered her room I could scarcely believe my 
eyes, for there before me stood Aunty, just like a fairy, 
in a filmy white dress, with the most beautiful bouquet 



of roses I had ever seen. And just behind her, to com- 
plete the background, was my new "Uncle George" — 
to be ! 

Listen! what was that? Oh, a little bell tapped to 
tell all was ready. 

"Here, Betty, take your flowers, and don't look 
around and smile ; keep your eyes straight ahead, and 
stop when I give the nod. Don't forget these things as 
you did last night, and strew the flowers gracefully." 




" HOME." BY CATHERINE FLOYD, AGE I3 (GOLD BADGE, 
SILVER BADGE WON NOV., 1916.) 

But, attention I There 's that awful piece, "Here 
comes the Bride," and I never can keep time to it. I 
usually stumble on my own feet or some one else's. 

Yes, I kept time to the music, placed the flowers 
gracefully, bowed my head at the proper time, ate with 
the proper fork, kissed Aunty good-by. Yes. I did all 
these things, and now I 'm so tired 1 just can't sleep. 

Well, for once, I had an exciting day ! 

THE STORY OF A DAY 

BY DAISY RAWYLER (aGE I4) 

{Silver Badge) 
I SAW an old man, discouraged and sad, sitting in front 
of a book with golden clasps. Suddenly, without human 
agency, it opened and, to my wondering eyes, disclosed 
its title, "A Year." 

The title-page was turned over, and when I looked 
to see who was turning it, lo ! 't was Father Time 
standing beside the old man. And Father Time con- 
tinued to turn till he came to a certain page where a 
beauteous being was pictured, whose face was calm 
with a peace ne\er seen before 

And Father Time turned to the old man. "Behold, 
O mortal, a day that is to come." 

The day that was to come became a person. 

She spoke in a voice soft yet wistful. 

"I am the day on which all countries shall be at 
peace. My reign, though 't is not come, will come. 
That, O child of the earth, I promise. And that day 
will be greeted with joy. Rich and poor will be friends. 
There shall be no more enemies. Men will call me the 
'Day of Peace.' The days that follow will bring bless- 
ings, joy, and reconstruction of war-stricken lands. 
You doubt that that day will come? But it must. As 
sure as there is strife upon the earth now, I yvill arrive, 
amid the blessings of peoples." .' 

And the Day of Peace stopped. 

Father Time stepped forward, closed the book, and 
disappeared. The clasp sprung into place, and all was 
as before, save the old man who doubted no longer. 



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OVER THE HILLS 

BV CATHERINE PARMENTER (aGE Ii) 

{Honor Member) 
Before me high and low and broad and long, 

Stretch o'er the land the wild New Hampshire hills. 
Bravely they stand, stanch, true, and firm and strong. 

Like sentinels his task each well fulfils. 




C;IISSI1'S." BV KUGEK NELSOM I'LVM, AGE I3 (SIHER BADGE.) 

And o'er Franconia's mighty mountain-pass, 
A granite face has kept guard all the years. 

Clear-cut and bold, its profile stands aloft 

Unscathed, untouched by human smiles or tears 

Over these woodland hills, as night draws near, 

A faintly rosy glow begins to fall. 
Then, far away, like some clear, rippling brook. 

Conies soft and sweet a thrush's silvery call. 

THE STORY OF AN EXCITING DAY 
(A true story) 

BY ROSAMOND CASTLE (aGE 12) 

Mother and Father and I were staying at the volcano 
in Hawaii. The crater is on the side of a mountain, 
and is many miles in circumference. Its bottom is hard 

lava, very hilly, 
and much broken 
up. In one place 
there is such a 
large crack that a 
bridge had to be 
built over it, so 
that tourists wish- 
ing to see the 
active volcano, 
which is a small 
crater, called 
Halimaumau, in 
the middle of the 
larger one, might 
pass in safety. 
One afternoon I 
went with Mother 

and Father to the active volcano. Although we started 
at four o'clock; we took supper with us, for it was 
a very long walk and we had to go slowly over the 
lava. It was dusk when we reached it, so when we 
looked down into the surging, restless sea of fire, it 
seemed all the brighter for the darkness all around. 
From this crater rise constantly dense clouds of sul- 




"A heading for JUNE." BY J.1MES D. 
HAVENS, AGE 17. (SILVER BADGE.) 



phurous smoke, which, if penetrated by any li\-ing 
creature, are very dangerous, as sulphur is suffocating. 
The wind, luckily, was blowing these clouds away from 
us, so we were able to enjoy the beautiful spectacle 
before us. Then all of a sudden the wind changed, and 
almost before we knew it we were enveloped in a cloud 
of smoke. We could not breathe, and had a horrid 
sensation that we should strangle to death. Trying to 
get away, we wandered on and on. not being able to see 
a thing, over rough lava-stones that cut right through 
our shoes. At last we reached the road which wound 
back to the hotel. There we found a motor waiting for 
us, in which we were whisked back to the Volcano 
House, where I had a huge glass of lemonade, and soon 
went fast asleep, to dream that I was walking in the 
fire of the volcano. 



THE STORY OF A DAY 

BY FLORENCE NIGHTINGALE (AGE 13) 

(Silver Badge) 
"1 want to go out into the world," cried a little day, 
as old Father Time opened the big iron gate and let 
out another little day. 

"No, no !" replied Father Time "You are a Friday 
in 1925. I just sent out a Thursday in 1917." 
The little day went into a corner to sulk. 
"My turn will never come," he pouted. Then a bright 
thought struck him. "I '11 do it ! What difference does 
it make anyway ? I 'm a Friday, and Friday comes after 
Thursday Bother the year !-— I '11 do it now!" 

That evening, 
when Father Time 
was talking to 
Mother Earth, our 
little day stole 
noiselessly to his 
room, and, taking 
the key which un- 
locked the big iron 
gate, crept out into 
the world, leaving 
Father Time and all 
the other days 
locked inside. 

Dear me ! What 
a time there was on 
earth that day. 
Morning came so 
quickly that some 
people had n't even 
gone to bed yet ! 
There was no ter- 
rible war in 
Europe ; new kings 
sat upon the 
thrones, and the President of the United States was 
an unknown man. Men and women who were strangers 
found themselves being married. Instead of the usual 
street-cars, aeroplanes carried passengers from one 
place to another ! 

Poor people were suddenly rich, and millionaires 
were dismayed at their poverty ! 

It was a most uncomfortable day, so nobody objected 
when the little day crept back to Fathei Time What 
a scolding he did get! Father Time locked him up 
safely in a little room, and in his excitement ordered 
dry water and cold bread for him. Of course, that 
little mistake was righted, and you may be sure the little 
day has learned his lesson, and he will never, never 
venture outside the gate again until his turn comes. 




HOME. BY ZOE SHn'l'KX, AGE 14. 
(silver BADGE.) 



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:>1 \DKLEI\H WILLIAMS, AGE I4. 



BY GEORGE MIHAN, JR., AGE 16. 




EY MABEL JENNINGS, AGE 12. (SILVER BADGE.) BYKATH.\H1NE HCCLENAHAN, AGE 12. 



BY CLARENCE JUNG, AGE 17. 




BY AILEHN LAIDLAW, AGE 9. 




BY ANNA BROOKS, AGE I3. 



■ HOME.' 



MY GARDEN 

BY RUTH M. COLE (aGE I 7) 

{Honor Member) 
I 'm sure when fairies made the dawn 
They spilt some colors on my lawn. 
Which, with the help of April showers. 
Sprang up and took the forms of flowers. 
Then busy little brownie folk 
Raised a high barrier of oak, 
Of cedar, pine, and aspens gray 
To keep the old North Wind away. 
And here a dancing mountain rill 
That tumbled down the crags at will. 



Grown tired of its gipsy ways, 
A slender, silver fountain plays. 
In sunny quiet all day long 
The great bees go with drowsy song. 
Purple and gold the pansies glow, 
And white and crimson roses grow; 
While gorgeous winged butterflies, 
Wee fairies hid from human eyes, 
All make my little garden gay 
Through the long, dreamy summer day. 
Far, far above and blue the skies ; 
Beneath, my tranquil garden lies ; 
The fountain wears a rainbow crown. 
And over all the sun shines down. 



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THE STORY OF A DAY 
(A true story) 

BY VIRGINIA WILLIAMS (aGE I4) 

(Silver Badge) 
Situated in the heart of some beautiful hills in Cali- 
fornia was a long, low bungalow, where lived a family 
who loved the country. 

Behind the bungalow rose lovely hills, and some miles 
below, nestled, as it were, in the hollow, was a small 
town. 

Among these hills were frequently found "diamond- 
backed" rattlesnakes. 

Two lovely collies guarded the bungalow, and were 
named Demsie and Sir Hadi. 

On a warm, sultry day in June, when the family were 
either reading or resting, Susan Yorke heard the dogs 




"gossips." by FRANCIS S. WATTS, AGE 17. (GOLD BADGE. 
SILVER BADGE WON MARCH, I917.) 

barking wildly. Jtnnping up, she ran down the hall to 
the back porch, and, throwing open the door, called 
them. 

"Come here, you silly dogs, and don't make so much 
noise !" she said. 

Just at that moment, from behind a chest on the 
porch, came a hissing, rattling sound. Susan at once 
knew the sound to come from a rattlesnake, and, climb- 



ing upon the railing, she motioned the dogs to stay on 
the ground below. Suddenly the snake glided from 
behind the chest and passed into the hall through the 
half-open door. 

Now he was in the house, and what was to be done ! 
Father was writing at his desk, Sister Avas reading in 
the hammock, and Mother 

was downtown. ^ " ^ 

"Help! Help!" cried 
Susan ; "there 's a rattle- 
snake in the house !" 

The dogs were wild and 
making a terrible noise. 
A man, who was coming 
down from a walk in the 
hills, stopped at Susan's 
cry, and then, running in, 
grabbed a hoe that was 
near by, and, mustering as 
much courage as he could, 
stepped inside the house 
and with one stroke of the 
hoe cut off the head of 
the reptile. 

Susan will never know 
to this day how he dared ; 
friend. 




"GOOD TO LOOK AT. BY CATH- 
ERINE SPENCER, AGE I3. 

but he was ever after her 



OVER THE HILLS 

BY MARY CANDACE PANGBORN (aGE q) 

(Silver Badge) 
What is awaiting me over the hills? 
Green leafy forests and swift running rills. 
High green trees drooping their branches down low, 
Bright flower'd greensward where fair flowers grow. 
Rivers and lakes with bright waves tipp'd with white, 
Flowers of daylight and flowers of night. 
Swift little fishes with scales' glancing sheen. 
Quaint little elves dressed in jackets of green, 
Sweet little fairies with diamond-tipp'd wand, — 
Is this what awaits me the mountains beyond? 

But if there is only a blank desert there. 
Where flowers and trees blight beneath the hot air, 
Over those mountains, that barrier so high, 
Over those hills — and beyond them — go I I 






BY HAROLD E. HACHING, AGE lO. 



BV SHERMAN R. HOYT, AGE I7. 

"HOME " 



BY KATHRYN HAUBOLD, -AGE 12. 
(SILVER BADGE.). 



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OVER THE HILLS— IN THE CASCADES 

BY JKSSIK MARILLA THOMPSON (aGK 15) 

{Honor Member) 
There are mountains circling the mighty world, there 

are ranges of low blue hills, 
There are peaks of snow, there is rock below, there are 

torrents between the ghylls. 
There are straight sheer cliff-sides with sliding walls ; 

but oh ! over land or sea. 
Be they low or tall, snow, rock, or wall, these hills are 

the hills for me ! 

They have dizzy summits that meet the sky, they have 
armies of great green firs; 

They have gulches deep where the torrents leap, and 
clefts where no zephyr stirs. 

They are clad in purple and blue and green, and shad- 
ows, and sunny glow 

\\'here, gold on the crest of the foothill's breast, the 
dog-tooth violets grow. 

There 's a rushing fall where two torrents meet, and the 

cliffs rise sheer behind. 
And you travel there by a trail most fair, but a trail 

that it 's hard to find. 
There 's a boy's head carved on the face of the rock, 

with its profile to the sky 
That is only seen, with its rugged mien, from a foothill 

steep and high. 




"(jUSSIHS." by EUNICE WAI.KEK, AVAi I7. (OULD BADGE. 
•SILVER BADGE WON MAKCH, 19I7.) 



(But oh! the trail, when you reach its end, is a trail 
that it 's good to go ! 

From the hill you climb, in a little time, you can see 
the river's glow 

When it travels down to the shining west in leagues of 
dazzling light, — 

And far to the north, and gkaniing forth, rises a snow- 
peak white.) 

And over the hills there 's a pleasant place, with an 
uplift to the blue 

And the wild things hid in the forest's mid, and the 
trees, they know it. too. 

So, be there mountains in ev'ry land and mountains 
across the sea. 

These are my hills, my cliffs and ghylls, my mountain- 
land to me ! 



OVER THE HILLS 

BY BESSIE H. SIMPSON (aGE 15) 

{Silver Badge) 
The song of the sea is calling me, — 
A song that 's strong and wild and free. 
It tells of the winds and the waxes at play, 
And daring the dash of the salty spray. 

And it 's o\-er the hills I 'm longing to be. 
Over the hills and away to the sea, — 
Over the hills and away. 

A sailor's life is the life for me — 
A life that 's joyous and light and free ; 
A life that 's muscle and brawn and skill. 
And honest work, and adventure's thrill. 
With the wash of the waves on the side of the craft, 
And the salt sea air that drives one daft. 
So hoist the anchor — unfurl the sail ! 
And we '11 scurry away on the wings of the gale ! 
And it 's oxer the hills I 'm longing to be. 
Over the hills and away to the sea, — 
Over the hills and away. 

THE STORY OF A DAY 

{From the Diary of Snoops, a Puppy) 

BY KATHERINE WALLACE (AGE I4) 

{Honor Member) 
4:30 A.M. Ozv-c-e .' I 'm sleepy. I 've been awake all 
night barking at the noises. I 've a nice bark, and 
nearly always scare the noises away — burglars, too. 

4 :4s A.M. Heard some noises and sent out the best 
bark yet. A very strange thing happened while I was 
scaring the noise. An u])stairs window in the next 
house opened, and deep mumblings came forth. Then 
a large stick, with an inten sting knob on it, landed near 
me. I suppose they thought it was a bone. 

8:00 A.M. My mistress brought out some bread and a 

strange bottle. With 

some curiosity I ap- 
proached the bottle 
and caressed it. It 
returned my caress 
whole-heartedly. I was 
soaked with a fluid 
called milk. 

9 :45 A.M. My mis- 
tress's aunt came out 
to pick roses while I 
was playing with the 
ground the gardener 
had just watered. To 
show her my love I 
jumped on her with all 
my paws ! I must hax e 
been too vigorous, and 
hurt her — or some- 
thing, 'cause I got .'in 
awful spanking. I was 
only being pleasant, 
too ! When she left I noticed some large dark polka- 
dots on her white skirt, that I had n't seen before. 
Strange! — I xvonder if my eyesight is failing? 

I I ;oo A.M. I hav e been playing with some begonia 
plants. They were very stiff at first, but gradually 
grew more cordial and limber. Now they all seem to 
be sleeping in a very relaxed manner. 

12:30 A.M. I haxe just finished my lunch. When my 
mistress brought it out and was going to give it to me, 
she saw my lazy friends, the begonias. I never knew 




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she could be so cross. She made me very unhappy. I 
pawed at her feet, craving forgiveness, — when r-r-r-i-p ! — 
"You terrible puppy ! You 've torn my stocking." She 
scolded me hard, fed me and disappeared. 

5 :oo P.M. Have had a much needed sleep. I am ready 
to bark at all noises, so that they won't disturb my 
mistress's sleep. 




"a heading for JUNE " BY HELEN A. JOHNSON, .\CjE I4. 
(HONOR MEMBER.) 



clared Frances, "for four months afterward one of my 
friends received a card from a little Belgian child, and 
this is what it said : 

"Dear Atnerican Girl: 

"We ivere two happy Belgian children, but the war 
makes Jis unhappy. Actually we are poor fugitif in 
neutral N etherland. The younger child which you see 
on this card we call the mother of the little baby doll 
sent by you to the relief fund. Many thanks. I will 
pray for you and your parents happiness. 

"Joan Verhulst." 

And Frances looked wistfully toward the horizon, as 
if trying to see the children who had shared in her 
happy day. 

MY GARDEN 

BY MARY E. ROCHE (AGE 8) 

My garden is filled with flowers so rare. 
With roses and pansies here and there ; 

And up a rock the woodbines creep, 
And birdies round it nod and peep. 

The pansies wear dresses of purple and gold ; 

Butterflies sit on them looking so bold ; 
The pretty roses, pink and white, 

Bow and bend in gay delight. 



THE STORY OF A DAY 

BY CAROL CROWE (aGE IO) 

{Honor Member) 
"So you want me to tell you the story of a day," said 
Frances to her cousin, Lillian. "Well I '11 tell you the 
story of the very best and happiest day of my life," she 
added. 

"It was my eighth birthday. The European War was 
just three months old, and the people of our country 
were trying to relieve the suffering in Belgivun. Our 
town had big boxes ready to send, and my birthday 
came. 

"All my little friends were in\ itcd to my party, and 

each one was re- 
quested to bring a 
doll for a Belgian 
child instead of a 
present for me. 
Wc were all en- 
thusiastic. We 
sewed all the 
afternoon and 
dressed baby dolls, 
girl dolls. boy 
dolls, and some 
even made whole 
outfits for lady 
dolls. They were 
beautiful. 

"My niotlur 
wrote each little 
girl's name and 
address on her 
doll. There were 

twenty-three of ihcm, and wc added twenty-three 
presents for boys. Each package was wrapped in 
tissue-paper and decorated with Christmas stickers. 
Then, while we ate our ice-cream and cake, the box 
was made ready for its long land-and-ocean voyage." 

"Oh, that was lovely !" said Lillian, clasping her 
hands. 

"That 's not the end of the story of that day," de- 




gossips. by elise ward, ace 13. 
(silver badge.) 



MY GARDEN 

BY LUCIE WATKI.N'S (aCE II) 

My garden is full of flowers 

Of all colors and sizes and smells; 
There are roses and violets and daffodils 

And pansies and fairy-bells. 

***** 
The pansies are the gayest ; 

They are white and purple and red. 
And they look so pretty and sunny 

There in the flower-bed. 

And in the summer and winter. 

When the children come to play. 
The place they love best is my garden. 

With the flowers bright and gay. 

I love you, dear little garden, 

I love you with all my heart ; 
Each day you grow dearer and dearer. 

And I think we can never part. 

THE ROLL OF HONOR 

No. I. A list of those whose work would have been used had space 
permitted. 

No. 2. A list of those whose work entitles them to encouragement. 



PRO.SE, I 

Nicholas S. Ballon 
John Co?gr(. ve 
('arl Schuster, Jr. 
Helen Moon 
John S. KiefFer 
Catharine KeyCL". 
Barbara Burgess 
Fsther L. Williams 
Fdith M. 

Hutchinson 
Williain B. Ross 
Lois Grierson 
Janet Scott 
Katherine Edmonds 
Gertrude Nelson 
Elizabeth V. Fisher 
Dorothy Hawes 
Helen W. Hardy 
Gwenfread E. Allen 



Ethel Ernest 
Mabel C. Warren 
iNtary I. Farley 
Catherine W. 

Meeker 
IVIargaret Wilson 
Fannie R. 

Lichtenstein 
Ruth Gardner 
.\. Suhre 
Helen L Hogan 
Emma E. Nichols 
Hazel E. Barber 
Margaret Parsons 
Stuart E. Bell 
Mildred Horth 
Florence Kennedy 
Catharine Bauer 
Marian Upton 
Fearn Cabell 
Ida E. Holt 



Esther Cottingham 
Helen R. Spencer 
Ruth Asch 
Norman Ash 
Mary Couse 
Henrietta Farrand 
Waity Gifford 
Tames C. PTkins 
Marian D. Smith 
Frances M. Segncr 
Dorothy H. Wingert 
Marion Schweizer 
Oliver Owl 
Dahris B. Martin 

VERSE, I 

Mary P. Clements 
Rebecca Emery 
Ellen B. Lay 
Sara F. Burtoh 



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Mitilda A. Lehmann Dorothy Seymour Madeline SpafTord 
fean Kennedy Margaret A. Jessie G. McKenzie 

Paula Murray Macdonald Priscilla Davis 

Anna M. H. Falck Sarah Beach Agnes B. Hinchman 

jertrude H. Hardy Martha E. Hodgson Dorothy M. Pickett 
Marie Welch Evangelene Lueth Harry S. Weinert 

?Iarriet Mocn 
Richard Whorf 
Martha Arnold 
H. Martyn 

Kneedler, Jr. 
Marjorie Seligman 
Louise Sanford 
Margaret Snyder 



PHOTOGRAPHS,! 

Elizabeth Vaughn 
Christine L. 

McKelvy 
Margaret 

McCloskey 
Carolyn Olmsted 
Priscilla L. Hoopes 
Holland L. Smith 
Priscilla Martin 
Charlotte L. Groom 
Cecile de Luze 

Simonds 
Priscilla C. Bullitt 
John Mitchell 
Frederic J. 

Siebert, Jr. 
Margaret Olmsted 
Virgil J. McNeil 
Louise S. May 
Dwight Beecher 
Alice M. Lightner 
Philip C. Jones 




"a HE.4DING FOR 
OTHY HEIRON 

Elizabeth W. Mellon 
Ann E. Sheble 
Emily Ross 
Beatrice L. Berry 
.\"ancy Goodrich 
Eleanor L. Scott 
Rosalie Rawlins 
Margot Valentine 
Heyitje Stewart 
Virginia B. Smith 
Dorene Brown 
.Sarah F. Borock 
Ruth Hall 
Miriam Norment 
Faith H. Poor 
.'\licia du Pont 
Fannie M. Bouton 
Margaret F. 

Cheatham 
Helen L. Rummons 
Ruth Munroe 
Elizabeth L. 

Lawrence 
Grace R. 

Farrington 
Ruth M. Simonds 
Mary Hunter 
Elizabeth Boulton 
Sally Gane 
Theodora 

Williamson 
Mabel Williamson 



Jl^NE. BY DOR- 
IMUS, AGE 17. 

Louise D. Cowen 
Alice Hanna 

DRAWINGS, I 

Lucie Holt 
Amy H. Medary 




BY DORIS KIGRV, AGE 12. 



Phyllis H. Campan Chester R. Vail 

Dorothy Carhart Margaret H. 
Clara L. Queen Manning 

]<"rances S. Badger Muriel Gallagher 

Gertrude Murphy Eleanor Stevens 

Albert H. VVard, Jr. Amy Schufif 



Alice C. SnifFen 




"gossips." HV jean MARSHALL CLARKE, 
AGE 16. (silver BADGE.) 



John J. Doyle 
Lois Osgood 
Florence Helwig 
Rose Schwartz 
Ellen H. 

Lindenmeyr 
Isabelle M. Craig 
Elizabeth Robinson 
Mary H. Jones 



Lois Thompson 
Gertrude Moakley 
Samuel Cherry 
Alice Bickham 
Charlotte Becker 
Emily Lansingh 
Margaret Houghton 
Jean Robertson 
Pearl Ng 



Martha D. 

Bachman 
Wells A. Sherman, 
Jr. 

Ruth P. Fuller 
Michael Morris 
Elena de Arostegni 
Mary E. Lloyd 
F'rances Rude 

PUZZLES, I 

Margaret B. Lee 
Nancy Hough 
Maria Chamberlain 
Sterling Dow 
Lorna Germer 
Katharine Turner 
Moran T. Nicely 
Gioconda Sairni 
Virginia Sargent 
Edward Russell 
^ Stabler 
Katherine A. Adams 
Alexander Loringer 
Angus E. Cameron 
Millicent 

Hamburger 
Kenneth Lee 

Martyn 
Emily N. Peck 
John H. Roach 



Alice 15. Haight 
Esther H. Dunn 
Eugene Underwood 
Eleanor March 
Richard Pomeroy 
Emily Pendleton 
Katharine Campbell 
Anne C. 

Woodworth 
Sam Minkowitz 
Evelyn Brady 



Jessie Richardson 
Jane Greenough 
Lucy D. Thurston 
I'red Floyd, Jr. 
Dorothy Hilton 
.Alice Sloan 
Elizabeth Bollman 
Edward Capps, Jr. 
Alexandra Dalziel 
Helen Rockwell 
Arthur Davis 



PUZZLES, 

]\Iedora Hostetter 
M. R. Nicely 
Barbara B. Fisher 
Mildred Whitegiver 
Carolyn Kaufman 
Marian Wood 
Doris E. Wilson 
Elizabeth Robinson 
Elsa Badger 



PRIZE COMPETITION No. 212 

The St. Nichol.'^s Le.4GUE awards gold and silver badges 
each month for the best orighial poems, stories, drawings, 
photographs, puzzles, and puzzle answers. Also, occasion- 
ally, cash prizes to Honor Members, when the contribution 
printed is of unusual merit. 

Competition No. 212 will close June 24 (for for- 
eign members June 30). Prize announcements will 
be made and the selected contributions published in Si . 
Nicholas for October. Badges sent one month later. 

Verse. To contain not more than twenty-four lines 
Subject, "The Harvest- Moon. " 

Prose. Essay or story of not more than three hundred 
words. Subject, "A Costly Error. " 

Photograph. Any size, mounted or unmounted ; no blue- 
prints or negatives. Subject, "Taken on a Holiday." 

Drawing. India ink, very black writing-ink, or wash. 
Subject, "Breakfast Time," or a Heading for October. 

Puzzle. Any sort, but must be accompanied by the 
answer in full, and must be indorsed. 

Puzzle Answers. Best, neatest, and most complete set 
of answers to puzzles in this issue of St. Nicholas. 
Must be indorsed and must be addressed as explained on 
the first page of The Riddle-box. 

Wild Creature Photography. To encourage the pur- 
suing of game with a camera instead of with a gun. The 
prizes in the " Wild Creature Photography" competition 
shall be in four classes, as follows: Prize, Class A, a gold 
badge and three dollars. Prize, Class B, a gold badge 
and one dollar. Prize. Class C, a gold badge. Prize, 
Class D, a silver badge. But prize-winners in this com- 
petition (as in all the other competitions) will not receive a 
second gold or silver badge. Photographs must not be 
of "protected " game, as in zoological gardens or game 
reservations. Contributors must state in « fe'Vivords yi\\txe 
and under what circumstances the photograph was taken. 

No unused contribution can be returned unless it is 
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proper size to the manuscript, drawing, or photograph. 

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is entitled to League membership, and a League badge and 
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has reached the age of eighteen years may compete. 

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competition" (see advertising pages) or "Answers to 
Puzzles." Address: The St. Nicholas League, 

353 Fourth Avenue, New York. 



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FOR VERY LITTLE FOLK 



I 





SECRET LANGUAGES 

Last night I dreamed a tiny elf 

Popped up beside my bed, 
And when he 'd introduced himself 

Three funny words he said; 
And back and forward through my head 
The words have danced all day: — 
Kiggetty, Quobbitty, Gubbitty — 

Ls n't it fine to say? 
Kiggetty, Quobbitty, Gubbitty — Oh! 
Is ni it fine to say? 

The Indians and Eskimos, 
The Turks and Japanese 
Have w^ords a-plenty, I suppose, 
That mean the same as these; 
But here 's a language, if you please, 

Meant just for me and you: 
Kiggetty, Quobbitty, Gubbitty — 

Is n't it nice and new? 
Let 's practise up a litde while, 

Then say it everywhere; 
And how we '11 wink, and nudge, and smile 

When people turn to stare! 
So can you keep a secret? There! 
Come close — I '11 tell you true: 
Kiggetty, Quobbitty, Gubbitt) — 

Yes indeed I do! 
(Kiggetty, Quobbitty, Gubbitty means 
/ — love — yoiif) 

ATclvillc Chafe)-. 





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The nicest people come along our 
street ; 

The postman is a gen'rous man, 
I know, 

Because he brings us things 'most 
every day, 

And never seems to mind the rain or snow. / 



The milkman drives a black and /'^^\^'^^^^^y 
splendid horse ; 
He says, he 's often 'fraid she '11 W^f-*®' ■ ® 
run away, ^'^^^^ ;''')?^\ ■(, 

But, 'course he understands her, p^S^ 

and she '11 wait ^^^R^ft 
Without a hitching any time of /.jj^-^^^'^v-'^s^sSE^P^NN 
day. 

The baker's boy has such a 
pleasant face ; 




He owns a fuzzy dog that broke '3?//il'^m' — 

its leg ; -^i^ifc 

id while I hold his bundles -'i^^Mp 
carefully ' '"' 

He tells that little dog to sit "TlE: 
and beg. 



I rode one morning with the doughnut man If I should move, I 'd miss 'em, every one, 

'Way down the block; I 'm sure he did n't These really, truly friends I like to meet; 

mind. I 'm six, and I have known them all my 

I think that one who sells such lovely cakes life ; 

Must have a heart that's very good and kind. The nicest people come along our street! 




THE LETTER-BOX 



Princeton, N. J. 
Dear St. Nicholas : I would like to tell you a little 
about our feathered friend the catbird, who eats butter 
from pieces of bread that we throw to him on the lawn 
when we are having luncheon out on the porch. 

One day, when I came to luncheon in the dining- 
room, I noticed that there were several holes in my 
butter. I found out later that it was our friend the cat- 
bird. Another time my mother and I were sitting out 
on the porch while the table was being set for luncheon, 
when our friend the catbird came and lit on the table 
and hopped over the dishes to where my butter-plate 
was and helped himself. All this time we were sitting 
not ten feet away from him. 

A few days ago the maid came into the dining-room, 
and there on the back of a chair was the catbird She 
gave him some bread and stood and watched him eat it. 

We have many birds around our place such as cat- 
birds, robins, song-sparrows, cardinals, wrens, yellow 
warblers, goldfinches, flickers, and chipping-sparrows. 
Your most interested reader, 

Laidlaw Williams (age ii). 



Saba, D. W. I. 
Dear St. Nicholas : In the month of April I had a joy- 
ful surprise to receive four numbers of St. Nicholas, 
beginning with January. The subscription was given 
me by two little girl friends in America. You can imag- 
ine how I feel toward those friends. Every month I 
look out for the magazines, and read them right away. 
I live on an island called Saba. This island is very 
high from the level of the sea. Where I live is called 
"Windward Side." The island is so small that on any 
map it looks like the dot of a pin. 

I like St. Nicholas very much. I lend it to some of 
my friends, as they are not able to subscribe. They all 
like it as much as I do. I think the name suits the 
magazine, for it brings everything good when it comes. 

I have a little brother and sister. Their names are 
Richard, two years, and Carolyn, seven years. Before 
I close I think I will let you into the secret as to who 
my kind friends are who give me so much pleasure in 
this subscription. They are Miss Eleanor M. Paxson 
and Miss Katharine Hayes. 

Yours sincerely, 

Ernest F. Hassell (age 13). 



Tuolumne, Cal. 
Dear St. Nicholas ; I cannot tell you the pleasure you 
have given me for the past year in which I have taken 
you. I will try and explain how I happened to get you. 

On the eighteenth of May, when I was living in Oak- 
land, I fell out of a cherry-tree and broke my arm quite 
seriously. When I was in the hospital my father 
brought me you and so I have taken you ever since. My 
arm was operated on five times, the last time at Thanks- 
giving, and now it is all well. 

The town I am living in now is twenty-five hundred 
and sixty-three feet above sea-level. The name Tuol- 
umne is an Indian name. The county is of the same 
name and is situated in the center of the State. The 
chief occupation of the town is lumbering and mining. 
Jamestown is a small town near here, where I lived not 
long ago It is just a few miles from Angels' Camp, 
the place mentioned in "The Boys' Life of Mark Twain" 
in the April, 1916, St. Nicholas. 

I do not know what interests me most in you, for it is 



all so interesting. I read you over and over and never 
am tired of the stories. 

I am in the eighth grade at school, and I took the 
graduation examinations and am sure I passed. I 
would like very much to get my diploma. I am the 
youngest girl in our class, and I don't believe any of the 
boys are younger either. My teacher is the county 
superintendent and all of our class love him. 

Your devoted reader, 

Orel Chrisman (age 13). 



Changsha, China. 
Dear St. Nicholas : I have not seen anything in The 
Letter-box about Chinese temples. Their customs have 
changed some since China has become a republic. 

A few years ago you would break the custom if you 
built a house higher than a temple, but that has been 
done away with now. Confucian temples do not have 
any images. The Buddhist and Taoist temples are filled 
with images. They have a god for almost everything. 
Fire, floods, rain, and disease, all have their gods. 
Every temple has a good many priests. They are not 
allowed to eat meat. There are very large drums in the 
temples and wooden fish, on which they beat. Big bells 
are struck by a swinging log suspended from the ceiling ; 
this is done every few minutes, so that the people will 
not die so fast. The Chinese worship nearly everything. 
Even trees, caves, and rocks are worshiped. Every 
mountain has its temple. In worshiping they use in- 
cense and fire-crackers. 

Another interesting thing is a Chinese funeral. When 
a man dies, they dress him in his best clothes. Then 
they hire priests to conduct the funeral ceremonies: 
The procession is led by men carrying large banners. 
Next come little boys, beating gongs and drums. Fol- 
lowing these are men carrying poles with leaden images 
on the end of them, and they are pretty heavy. Next 
come priests playing native musical instruments. After 
that comes the governor's brass band, if the governor 
wants to honor the dead man ; but the native music and 
this band do not go at all well together. Then the men 
mourners come, dressed in white, white being the sign 
of Chinese mourning. Following all this comes the 
coffin, decorated with embroidered red-silk cloths and 
carried by as many men, sometimes forty or fifty, as 
can get under the poles. Fire-crackers immediately fol- 
low the coffin, and after these come the women mourn- 
ers, wailing as if all the people in the world were dead. 
There was one man who was a thief, and when he died, 
they were afraid to put his coffin on the ground, because 
they thought he would come to life again, so they hung 
his coffin in the air on chains. 

The Chinese people believe that their ancestors, when 
they die, go to heaven, but have no houses to live in or 
money to spend. So they build very elaborate, colored- 
paper houses with bamboo frames. They take these to 
an open place outside the city, and, after arranging them 
very carefully, burn them. Very often woven bamboo 
boxes, filled with paper money, are stacked around the 
houses. While the fire consumes them, two men run 
around the fire, one beating a gong and the other clap- 
ping two cymbals together. If there is a good wind 
blowing, the black ashes are sent high into the air The 
Chinese believe that these go to heaven and there form 
a better house than the one that was burned, and that 
in this house their ancestors live. 

Some men make their living by building these paper 



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THE LETTER-BOX 



houses, which are from four to six feet high. Many of 
them are copied after foreign houses now, because 
nearly all the missionaries have American houses, which 
serve as good models. Now this has grown to be a 
fashion, and each person tries to create greater admira- 
tion among the bystanders by spending more money and 
getting a better house than his predecessors. The rich 
people, especially, try to do this, but we hope that they 
soon will be led to a far better and a more sensible re- 
ligion than the one they now have. 

Yours sincerely, Curtis Elliott (age 14). 



New York. 

Dear St. Nicholas: I spent last summer at Millen's 
Bay, near Cape Vincent, New York, on the St. Law- 
rence River. The fishing was pretty good, and, although 
it was my first experience, I had very good luck and 
caught many perch, bass, and pickerel, but had never 
hooked a muskalonge. So I was very anxious to try 
my luck at them, especially as the people at Three 

Mile Bay (on Lake 
Ontario, near Cape 
Vincent) were catch- 
ing them by the dozen, 
— at least they said so, 
— and only one had 
been captured in our 
part of the river. 

So I went out one 
afternoon in the last 
days of September ; 
my tutor accompanied 
me and rowed the 
skiff. I had two lines, 
each about 200 feet 
long, one fitted with a 
copper spoon No. 9, 
the other with a nickel 
spoon of the same size. 
The boat had the usual 
rigging which fisher- 
men on the St. Law- 
rence use for trolling : 
two poles about seven 
feet long, each with a 
small bell on the end. 
These poles are fast- 
ened to the inner sides 
of the boat, and the 
lines wound around 
the ends near the bells. 
If a fish wants to pay 
a visit to the boat, we 
expect him to be so 
polite as to ring the 
bell, but mostly it 's only the "pesky" weeds that pull 
on the line. 

On the afternoon about which I am writing we did 
not make use of our pole-and-bell outfit, for the boat 
was just rounding the point of our bay and I had only 
let my line half-way out, when I noticed that the line 
was being pulled away from me by jerks. I immedi- 
ately began to haul the line in, but it was very diffi- 
cult, for my opponent on the other end did not show 
any willingness to come near to the boat. I knew from 
the resistance that I had a big fish. When the line was 
almost in, he made a di\e under the boat, and for a 
moment I was in danger of losing my prize. But at 
last I landed him, not too soon, however, as he flipped 
the hook as soon as he was in the boat. He was a pip- 
pin ! My tutor immediately knelt down on him, and 




COL'DEliT NAST AND HIS 
MUSKALONGE. 



I stunned him with the end of an oar. I don't be- 
He\e, though, that he was quite stunned, as he behaved 
very lively when he was in the fish-box. I must con- 
fess that I mistook the fish for a big pickerel, having 
never seen a muskalonge before, until, after coming 
home, some one told me that it was a genuine "musky." 
He weighed ten pounds and measured thirty-two inches. 

I intended to have him mounted, but as the price 
was greater than my allowance, we had a very good 
dinner on him. The next day I went out and caught 
a seven-and-a-half-pound pickerel. I was very proud 
of my catch, but my pride was dampened a little when, 
a few days later, I met a neighbor with a muskalonge 
weighing twenty-three pounds. But I hope to outdo 
him one of these days. Coudert Nast. 

NiiGATA, Japan. 
Dear St. Nicholas : I live in Japan, and I was born in 
Japan. My brother is at a boarding-school in Kobe. 
The Japanese boys have school on Satvirday, too, and 
have only one month of summer vacation. The popula- 
tion of Niigata is about 90,000. The Japanese boys fly 
big kites. The Japanese girls play mama-goto — that 
means housekeeping. 

My little brother and sister are twins. They are 
three years old, and speak Japanese almost entirely. 

I like your magazine very much. My favorite story 
was "The Sapphire Signet." We have taken St. Nicho- 
las three years now. 

Yours truly, Edward B. Olus (age 8). 



Birmingham, Ala. 
Dear St. Nicholas : T am writing to tell you how much 
I enjoy your magazine. 

In one of your last year's numbers there was an ar- 
ticle called "How to Alake a Swimming-pool." Mother 
said it certainly would be fine for us to have one, so she 
had it made for us according to the directions in St. 
Nicholas. We have grand times in it. We have you 
to thank for it all. 

Your devoted reader, Virgi.ma Kaul (age 10). 



Philadelphia, Pa. 
Dear St. Nicholas : T am writing on my own type- 
writer, which is not a toy, but a big typewriter. I had 
just started this letter when the bell rang, and I went 
to the door. There stood the postman ! I knew what 
he had, and ran as fast as I could to take in St. Nich- 
olas and a magazine for Daddy. I curled up in a chair 
and began reading you. Oh my, the cover is lovely ! 

I have nearly a hundred books of my own. I have 
read all more than once, and some a great many times. 

We had a great advertising men's convention here in 
June. Monday night Mama and I went downtown to 
see a parade, and on Tuesday, from our house, we saw 
the performance of Miss Ruth Law, the aviatrix, over 
the City Hall. We saw her very plainly with field- 
glasses. She made a night flight, too, with her aeroplane 
illuminated with golden lights, and with long trains of 
magnesium trailers looking like chains of fire. 

Your serial stories are just lovely. My favorites are 
"The Boarded-up House," "The Lost Prince," "Peg o' 
the Ring," "Saved by a Camera," "The • Boys' Life of 
Mark Twain," and last, but not least, "The Sapphire 
Signet." Margaret is just as sweet as she can be, and 
the July picture of Corinne wearing the signet was too 
lovely for anything. Alexander is just grand. I was 
also fond of "Where Journeys End." 

I remain, dear St. Nicholas, your loving reader, 
Catherine Ruth Smith (age 10). 



ANSWERS TO PUZZLES IN THE MAY NUMBER 



Arithmetical Puzzle. The child was ten, the cat, four. 

Novel Double Acrostic. Primals, Washington Irving; third row, 
•'Tales of a Traveler." Cross-words: i. Witch. 2. Abaft. 3. Silljv 
4. Heeds. 5. Issue. 6. Noose. 7. Gaffs. 8. Tramp. 9. Otter. 10 
Nerve. 11. Inane. 12. Rivet. 13. Views. 14. Inlet. 15. Niece. 
16. Gorge. 



Cross-words: i. Leave 2. Beast. 
6. Forge. 7. Lithe. 8. Novel. 9. 



3. Mixed. 
Notes. 



Zigzag. Lexington 
4. Bruin. 5. Brown. 

Prim.al Acrostic. Browning. Cross-words: i. Bodkin. 2. Raisin. 
3. Ordeal. 4. Winter. 5. Nutmeg. 6. Island. 7. Nimble. 8. Gossip. 

Illustrated Diagon.'VL. Greene. Cross-words: i. Gannet. z. 
Triton. 3. Eleven. 4. Cheese. 5. Chains. 6. Engine. 

Heed. 2. Etta. 3. Eton. 4. Dane. 



Mixed Word-square. 



Endless Chain, i. Erect. 2. Ectal. 3. Alarm. 4. Armor. 5. 
Ormer. 6. Merle. 7. Lemur. 8. Mural, g. Allow. 10. Lower. 11. 
Krred. 12. Redan. 13. Angle. 14. Gleam. 15. Amble. 16. Blear. 
17. Arrow. 18. Rowel. 19. Elect. 20. Ectad. 21. Admit. 22. 
Miter. 23. Erato. 24. Atone. 25. Negro. 26. Grove. 27. Vesta. 
28. Stare. 29. Renew. 30. Newel. 31. Elder. 

Changed Heads. I. Band, land, sand, hand, wand. II. Bear, 
dear, fear, gear, hear, near, pear, rear, sear, wear, year. III. Rake, 
bake, cake, fake, lake, hake, make, wake. IV. Gold, bold, cold, fold, 
sold, hold, told. V. Cone, zone, bone, done, tone, none, gone, lone. 

King's Move Puzzle. Julius Cassar, 21, 29, 20, 19, 28, 35, 44, 36, 
37. 46. 55> 64. Octavius Cassar, 63, 56, 48, 47, 54, 61, 62, 53, 45, 38, 31, 
30, 39, 40 Marcus Antonius, 32, 23, 15, 24, 16, 8, 7, 14, 22, 13, 6, 5, 12, 
4. Cicero, 3, ir, 2, 9, i, 10. Brutus, 18, 27, 26, 17, 25^34. Cassius, 33, 
41. 42, 43. 52. SI. 5°- Casca, 49, 57, 58, 59, 60. 



Solvers wishing to compete for prizes must give answers in full, following the plan of the above-printed answers to puzzles. 

To our Puzzlers: Answers to be acknowledged in the magazine must be received not later than the 24th of each month, and should be 
addressed to St. Nicholas Riddle-box, care of The Century Co., 353 Fourth Avenue, New York City. 

Answers to all the Puzzles in the March Number were received before March 24 from Dorothy R. Stewart — Marshall A. Best — 
Katharine Howard White— Florence Beekm an— Herbert McAneny — Beatrice Pitney— Helen Fairbanks— Renwick Bole— Charles Porter— Betty 
Keed — Anna Southard Larner— Edward and Addie Boardman— Marshall Mower— Malcolm D. Brown— Elizabeth Voung— Margaret Day — 
Florence L. Carter — " Allil and Adi " — " Midwood." 

Answers to Puzzles in the M."\rch Number were received before March 04 from Nancy C. Davidson, 9 — Helen H. Mclver, 9 — Claire 

A. Hepner, 9— Orrin G. Judd, 9 — St. Gabriel's Chapter, 9 — Marinita Park, 9 — Helen de G. McLellan, 8 — Jane Quackenbush, 8 — Alice Poulin, 8 
—Helena Van de Carr, 8 — "S Anna's Girls," 8— Keenah A. Moulton, 8— A. and E. Towle, 8 — Julian L. Ross, 7— Dorothy Beirall, 7— Kenneth 
G. Bucklin, 7 — Herbert E. Bough, 6 — Louise Keener, 6 — Charles E. Titus, Jr., 5— Edith B. Kinear, 5 — Whitney Ashbridge, 5 — Janet B. Fine, 
5— Florence Davol, 5— Eleanor Tappan, 4 — Dorothy Hess, 4— Frederica Pisek, 4— Judith and Helen, 4~Gwenfread Allen, 4 — Wm. H. Doyle, 
4— Mildred Lull, 3 —Barbara S. Probasco, 3— Frances E. Cummings, 3 — Mary E. Norie, 3— Harriet Sleeper, 3 — Marcelle Voisin. 2— Ellen M. 
Helton, 2— Margaret Powers, 2— Elizabeth Stackpole, 2 — Helen Azhderian, 2— Elsa Dechelman, 2— Carita Ortiz, 2 — Elizabeth Robinson, 2— R. 
M Straus, 2 ; one puzzle: P. C. D.— M. P.— V. H.— M. H.— D. H.— S. O.— M. D — N. S.— E. L. T.— L. L.— I. M. K.— D. G.— F. C— C. M.— 

B. C— M. G. D— C. B. H.— A. H. H— E. M.— A. S — G. P — D. D.— E. H.-F. G -C. S— D. L. C.-M. W. C— D. C.-V. S. B., Jr.—L. 
F. McM.-K. B -J. M — B. H. L.— B. M.— G. H — D. C.-M. MacG.— H . F.-B. S — W. S. S.-R. T. B.-E. I,.— J. R. G.— N. J.— K. H.— 
p. w.— F. S — V. L — L F — V. E.— K. K.— C. C — B. B. F.-E. H. F.— M. B — E. H. McK.— M. R. T — F. E — R. E. F.— C. K — J. R.— 
M. C. P.— M. N., Jr.— C. E. M.— J. S.— F. D — J. B.-A. T. J.-V. S.-l. G.— R. W. P.-J. H. S — A. L. D.— L. G.— H. K — E. B.-A. C. 
—J. L. McD — W. P.— R. A.— B. P.— F. J. W., Jr.— J. S.— E. S.-M. B.— D. H. 



A LETTER CHARADE 

My first three must abbreviate 
The name of an historic State ; 
My middle two must stand for four ; 
The latter half of four is more. 
Because, as sure as I 'm alive. 
The latter half must stand for five ! 
And when the latter is combined 
With my last three, you '11 surely find 
The end of me you can explain. 
It 's very, very, very plain. 
Meanwhile, the -whole of me you call 
A window in a postal hall. 

GHARLES J. MASON. 

BROKEN AVORDS 

The names of five well-known flowers have been 
broken up into syllables. Properly grouped, the names 
will appear. 

A, RI, A, WIS, NEM, CHRYS, HE, VF.R, O, NE, TROPE, 
BE, LIO, AN, NA, THE, TA, MUM. 

RICHARD L. PURDY (age II ), League Member. 

TRANSPOSITIONS 

Example : Transpose a conveyance, and make entrances. 
Answer : stage, gates. 

In the same way transpose: i. A red cosmetic, and 
make a rascal. 2. To brace, and make a useful animal. 
3. Rods, and make an incline. 4. Impelled, and make 
wandered. 5. Pairs, and make vapor. 6. Attempted, 
and make weary. 7. Found in many medicine bottles, 
and make what sailors dread. 8. A silent laugh, and 
make measures of length. 9. Garners, and make a 



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pointed weapon. 10. Urns, and make hoards. 11. Trite, 
and make to purloin. 12. Dexterity, and make slaugh- 
ters. 13. Kingly, and make a dazzling light. 14. Fa- 
mous, and make tuned. 15. Prepares for publication, 
and make currents. 

When these transpositions have been rightly made, 
and the words written one below another, one of the 
rows of letters, reading downward, will spell the name 
of a President of the United States 

HE.xRY s. JOHNSON (age 15), Hoiior Member. 

RIDDLE 

(May be answered by a word of three letters) 
If you should see me flying. 

You 'd take me for a bird ; 
But should you catch me napping. 

You 'd know that was absurd. 
I help to make existence sweet. 

When summer days are long. 
To see me help the fun along. 

How many thousands throng I 

HELEN A. SIBLEY. 

DOUBLE ACROSTIC 

My primals name a famous author, and my finals, one 
of his novels. 

Cross-words (of equal length) : i. One who holds to 
a heresy. 2. An edict prohibiting the departure of ships 
of commerce from certain ports. 3. An act of religious 
service by night. 4. A rebuke. 5. A river which tra- 
verses Siberia. 6. To imperil. 7. A medicine which 
allays pain. 8. A periodical wind of the Indian Ocean. 
9. Eccentric. 10. Artful. 

BESSIE garrison (age 16), League Member. 



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II^LUSTIiATED FKIMAL ACROSTIC 

All of the twelve objects shown in the above picture 
may be described by words of the same length. When 
rightly guessed and written one below another, the 
initial letters will spell the name of a famous educator, 
born in June more than a hundred years ago. 

A "PEN" PUZZLE 

(Sih'i'r Badge, St. Nicholas League Competition) 
Example: What pen is money? Answer: Penny. 

1. What pen is a legal punishment ? 

2. What pen is the first five books of the Bible? 

3. What pen is an aromatic herb ? 

4. What pen is almost an island ? 

5. What pen is an ancient musical instrument with 
five strings? 

6. What pen is a marine bird ? 

7. What pen is given for past services ? 

8. What pen is a house of correction ? 

9. What pen is sad ? 

I o. What pen is miserly ? 

1 1. What pen is without money ? 

12. What pen is a Jewish festival? 

13. What pen is a streamer ? 

14. What pen is a sanctuary ? 

15. What pen is bound to make its mark? 

MILDRED LI LL (age I3). 

MIXED ADJECTIVES 

When the following groups of letters have been re- 
arranged, each group will form an adjective. When 
these ten adjectives have been rightly guessed, their 
initial letters will spell something to which, a partial 
League Member declares, they all appl}^ 

I. Busrep. 2. Grinthill. 3. Velon. 4. Sentringtie. 
S. Cringham. 6. Roumoush. 7. Ginaroil. 8. Vyleol. 
9. Sumgain. 10. Peresum. 

LuciLE LUTTRELL (age 15), Lcaguc Member. 

DIAGONAL 

All the words described contain the same number of 
letters When these have been rightly guessed, and 
written one below another, the diagonal, beginning at 
the upper, left-hand letter and ending with the lower, 
right-hand letter, will spell the name of a southern city 
of the United States. 



Cross-words: i. A very wicked creature. 2. Part of 
the leg of a horse. 3. To satirize. 4. To plunder. 5 
Adoration. 6. The bed of earth which lies immediately 
beneath the surface soil. 7. A grasping tool, 

WILLIE WYNN (age 11), League Member. 

DIAMOND 

I. In first. 2. Dexterity. 3. Often on the breakfast 
table. 4. End. 5. In first. 

CLARE DAVIS (age 11), League Member. 

KING'S MOVE PUZZLE 

(Silver Badge, St. Nicliolas League Competition) 



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Begin at a certain square and move to an adjoining 
square (as in the king's move in chess), until each 
s(iuare has been entered once When the moves have 
been rightly made, the names of thirteen characters in 
a book beloved by all children may be spelled out The 
path from one letter to another is continuous. 

MARY CATHERINE HAMILTON (age II). 



THE DE VINNE PRESS, NEW YORK. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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Boys, What's the Answer? 



WHAT'S a bicycle tire that may go along 
for some time without giving you 
trouble compared with the constant, 
reliable, safe service you know you'll get from 

Pennsylvania 

VACUUM CUP 

TIRES 

What's a tire that you can't trust on a wet 
slippery pavement compared with the skid- 
prevention of the heavy Vacuum Cups? 

Ask any of the thousands of men and boys 
who use Vacuum Cup Tires all the time if 
they're ever bothered with tire troubles — 
skidding, stonebruises, punctures, oil rot. 

With the special 15V^ ounce Sea I? 
land fabric that goes into Vacuum 
Cup Tires you get quality tires that 
stand up from start to finish with- 
out a bit of bother. 



PENNSYLVANIA RUBBER CO 

JEANNETTE, PA. 
Direct factory branches and service agencies 
throughout the United States and Canada 

Also makers and guarantors of Three Star Bicycle 
Tires — Tripletread, Sturdy Stud, Success— and 
Vacuum Cup and Sturdy Stud Motorcycle Tires 




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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Keds 



— Dandy New Shoes 
For Fun-Loving Feet 



SHOES have names when the people who make them are very proud of them — so 
when this fine new family of shoes was ready for us to tell you about and ask you 
to buy them, we gladly gave them a nice, jolly name that you can easily remember. 

Get Mother or Dad to take you to your shoe store and make the pleasant acquaintance of the 
Keds family. Keds are so cool and comfortable to walk and run in. The tops are made of the 
finest and firmest of canvas; the soles are of springy rubber. 



$1.50 
up 

NATIONAL a pair 

Keds 




$1.25 

to 

CAMPFIRE $2.00 

Keds 




Keds 



There are real play kinds and good-looking dress-up kinds. There are wonderfully nice kinds 
for Dad and plenty of pretty styles for Mother also. 

United States Rubber Company 

New York 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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OF course every boy and girl is inter- 
ested in preventingtooth-ache. Tooth- 
ache is a disease, you know, just as 
much as measles, whooping-cough or mumps. 

If you have been reading your St. Nicholas 
closely (especially these last few months) you 
know that tooth-ache and other aches and 
pains are caused by not keeping the teeth 
clean. 

Look in your dictionary. Find the word 
Prophylactic. You will find that it means 
"defending against disease." 

Prophylactic (prof-i-lak-tik) , a. and n. Pertaining to 
guarding; keep guard before; watch; guard. In 
med., preventive; defending from disease. 

— Century Dictionary 

Then go to your drug store. Look in the 
cases for a little yellow box bearing the words 
"Pro-phy-lac-tic Tooth Brush." Buy one. 

When you get home look at the little raised 
tufts shown in the picture on this page. Put 
some water on the brush (and some good 
tooth paste or powder, too) and try it. See 
how those little tufts reach right in between 
the teeth and say to all the little particles of 
food that have lodged there, "You come right 
out of there!" 

Now you see how important it 
is to use the right tooth brush. 
If your mother gets your new 
tooth brush tell her to be sure 
and ask for a Pro-phy-lac-tic 
Tooth Brush and tell her why. 
She will be glad to know about it 
—and glad you know so much 
about it. If you can't remember 
the name remember that this 
brush is always packed in a yeU 



The points reach in between the teeth so that 
when you brush your upper teeth down, and 
your lower teeth up, you brush all the little 
bits of food out and away. 

Are you wondering what the big end tuft 
is for? Just this. When you brush the side 
and back teeth, that big end 
tuft reaches way around the 
very backs of the back teeth. 
And as these teeth are the 
hardest ones to reach, they are 
the ones that usually have most 
cavities, cause most tooth-ache. 
The flat tooth brush wouldn't 
reach them at all. 

So be sure you get the Pro- 
phy-lac-tic Tooth Brush, which 
is made by the 




Florence Mfg. Co. 

Florence, Mass. 





ordirva^ry tootK brush 
\n\erely brushes 
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Advertising Competition 186 

CAN you read shorthand? Anyway, you will 
see at a glance that the letters in this draw- 
ing are extremely sliort. We showed it to Alex- 
ander the Little when he came in the other day. 
You should have seen his puzzled expression. He 
scratched his head. He turned the picture up- 
side down. He looked at it through a magnifying 
glass. He opened his eyes wide. He scowled. 
He frowned. But try as he would, he could 
make neither head nor tail of it. You would have 
been amused to see the puzzler puzzled. Alexan- 
der, we fear, is somewhat conceited; for he soon 
left the office, exclaiming petulantly as he slammed 
the door, " I can't solve it. Nobody can." 
We will tell you a little about it. Each number (from I 
to lo) adjoins the name of a product advertised in the May 
St. Nicholas. Thefragmentsshownabove, if properly 
connected, will form the principal part of the names 
you seek, just as they appear in the advertisements. 
When you learn what they all are, write the complete 
names of the products on a piece of paper. Write your 
own name, age, and address in the upper right-hand 
corner. Send your answers to Advertising Competi- 
tion No. i86, St. Nicholas, 353 Fourth Avenue, 
New York City. 

If your answers are right we will print your name in 
the Honor Roll in the August St. Nicholas — and 
show Alexander that it isn't safe to tell St. Nicholas 
boys and girls "it can't be done." 

(When you send your answers in, write at the bottom how many 
years you have been a subscriber to St. Nicholas, or, if not a 
subscriber, whose copy you read and how long you liave been a read- 
er of it.) The correct answers will be printed in the August number. 



Report on Competition 184 

THIS time the St. Nicholas boys and girls got 
ahead of Alexander, the judges, and every one 
else connected with the making up of the Adver- 
tising Competitions. A goodly number of the 
participants called attention to the error which 
appeared in Mary Brown's code to Dorothy 
Meredith. Not that St. Nicholas wants to shift 
the blame, but when the proof came from the 
printer, there appeared (instead of our K-o, 14; ) — 
K. O., 14; which we neglected to correct. K-o, 
14; stands for Kineo, and it pleased us to see that 
nearly every one used good judgment in choosing 
the right word. 
The message is : 

Saddle the horses and be in camp between the 
woods and the lake by seven. 



Ethel L. Wilson 
Kathleen Hosteller 
Ada H. Beckman 
Louis Marder 

Miriam Arrowsmith 
Charlotte Aubin 
Elizabeth Armstrongr 
Gwenfreade Allen 
Winslow Auryansen 
Gertrude Brook 
Margaret Brevoort 
Constance H.Bennett 
Rachel Baker 
Elizabeth Beddow 
Lenore l-lrooks 
Frances Burragre 
Helen S. Brown 
KlizabethT. E.Brooks 
Robert Buttles 



HIGH HONORS 

Constance Vose 
Consuelo Miller 
Jasper Keeler 

ROLL OF HONOR 

Lucile Baker 
Frances Boas 
Gertrude Birdsall 
Alicita Burke 
Jane l*arrell 
Mary A. Bales 
Janet Bonar 
Ruth Briggs 
S. Margaret Grim 
Elsa Badger 
Arthur W. Baker 
Bessie Boggs 
Margaret Breyfogle 
Elizabeth Bleakley 
Ethel Camochan 
{CoJltiinicd oil pag-e 4^) 



Aleda Olmstead 
Anna E. Warren 
Mildred Wulp 



Margaret Caton 
Joan Cleaver 
Ilse Clason 
Helen Clark 
Marion Clapp 
Frances Crossley 
Esther L. Cottingham 
Julia N. Chapin 
William H. Cushing 
Eva Colby 
Sylvia de Beck 
Dorothy S. De Witt 
Alice B. Davis 
Elizabeth Dixon 
Ruth I. Davis 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



33 




The 
Pen that 
I n V i t e s 
You Out of 
Doors to Write 




vacation — as well as at home 
-let Waterman's Ideal help you to 
develop the wholesome Summer habit of 
' going-out-of-doors-to-write ! 

Cut loose from ink-well dipping — a time-wasting, thought- 
disturbmg habit. Discard the scratchy steel pen. Just take 
your Waterman's Ideal from pocket or purse and write with 
ease, comfort and speed, without interruption or annoyance. 
It IS always ready, always writes, with a perfect flow of ink. 

On your travels or outing days nothmg could be more convenient than 
a Waterman's Ideal — just as at home, in business or in the trenches it is 
the pen of time-tested service and rehability. 

Waterman's Ideal Safety Pen is made to carry in any position, anywhere. Toss it 
in your grip or trunk and it cannot spill, because it is sealed ink-tight when the cap is 
on for carrying. The assortment of Waterman's Ideals also mcludes Self-Filling, Regu- 
lar and Pocket Types. Select the one that meets your preference, and insist upon 
getting the pen point that suits your hand and writing. 

AN APPROPRIATE GRADUATION GIFT 

$2.50, $4.00, $5.00 and up. Avoid substitutes. Booklet on request. 

Sold Everywhere at the Best Retail Stores 

L. E. Waterman Company, 191 Broadway, New York 



24 School St., Boston 115 South Clark St., Chicago 

17 Stockton St., San Francisco Kinffsway, London 



179 St. James St., W., Montreal 

Avenida de Mayo 1364, Buenos Aires 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




the 
Bug 



it! 



I AST month we asked you if you wanted 
i — * a beautiful green-gold scarf-pin free? 

We also told you to watch for the answer 
here this month, 'member ? Well, the answer 
is: Send in your full name and address, and 
the name and address of a bicycle dealer 
near you, to us and we will give you full in- 
structions where to go to get this lovely stick- 
pin free. No boy who loves bicycling will 
want to be without one. Write TO-DAY. 

United States Tire Company 
1 795 Broadway New York 




I'uAT man deserves most of his country who 
makes two ears of corn grow where only 
one grew before, said Jonathan Swift. 

American boys and girls are serving their 
country in the trenches of their vegetable gar- 
dens, helping to produce food for their soldier 
l)rothers. The sharp crack of their rifles is 
heard and the flash of their guns is seen as 
their hoes strike sharply against intrusive 
stones. There are invaders to be met and van- 
quished in this Battle of the Gardens — weeds 
and bugs who seem to believe that these ener- 
getic young people are planting this garden in 
order that pests may prosper and grow fat ! 
Just as in real war, eternal vigilance is the 
price of victory. One boy who understands 
this well has written a Garden Declaration 
and tacked it securely to the flag-pole planted 
in the very center of his battle-field: "I will 
fight for my country in my garden. I will be 
as loyal and courageous as any other soldier. 
I will drill with my hoe every day. I will 
keep the weeds down, the soil loose, and the 
bugs out. So I will do my part to help win 
the war." 

* * * 

There is only one kind of fear in the hearts 
of St. Nicholas boys and girls. They fear 
that when examinations are over and they 
have leisure for gardening it will be too late 
to plant things. If you have no place to plant 
a garden, you can show your patriotism by 
volunteering to spend at least an hour every 
day in some one else's garden, hoeing away 
the weeds that enter to steal the soil's supply 
of food and drink which belongs by right to 
the young plants. If you want to have a gar- 
den of your own, it is not too late to plant 
certain kinds of vegetables. Corn, bush beans, 
beets, and turnips may be planted as late as 
July 1st, while radishes put in by August ist 
may be harvested this year. Have the ground 
plowed or dug up as soon as possible and 
worked thoroughly every few days for about 
two weeks. Secure your seeds from a relia- 
(Conti}iued on page 3b.) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



35 



ANSCO 

CAMERAS (L SPEEDEX FILM 

Fine ! Take your Ansco Vest-Pocket No. to the ball game. 
You'll find good pictures there. Carry it with you a/ways as 
you do your watch — in your pocket — for there's no telling 
when a prize-winning picture will bob up. 

Such pictures can't take you by surprise, for this compact 
little camera actually jumps into action when you press the 
buttons. It's the only self-opening camera 
made. The l^x2K-inch pictures it takes 
make sharp, clear enlargements. 

See this dandy little camera at the Ansco 
dealer's. It's a wonder. Ask him for a 
catalog or write to us for one. 



Ansco Vest-Pocket No. 0. Equipped with single 
achromatic lens, $7.50 ; with focusing device. Actus 
shutter and Modico Anastigmat lens, F 7.5. $16 : 
Exiraspeed Bionic shutter and Ansco Anastigmat 
lens, F 6.3, $25. 




Press the buttons and 
the camera front springs 
out— ready to "snap." 




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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Their Growing Feet 
Need Care 

'T'AKE care of your children's feet 7/o7v and 
you'll spare them foot troubles later on. Don't 
give them "fancy," bone-bending shoes — 
shoes which are the cause of the corns, bunions, 
ingrown nails, flat feet, callouses, etc., of later life. 

Instead, start them off, and /J'iV7> them, inhealth- 
ful Educator Shoes, made by orthopsedic experts 
to "let the feet grow as they should." 

Made for MEN, WOMEN, CHILDREN 
Get your whole family into them. Butbesureyou 
are getting ?2ducators when you buy. Always 
look for EDUCATOR on the sole'. It guar- 
antees the correct orthopaedic Educator shape. 
It also guarantees the famous Educator high 
quality of leather, maintained at all costs. 

Send for "Bent Bones Make Frantic Feet," a 
Free Book of startling foot facts. 
Rice & HuTCHiNS, Inc., 17 High St., Boston, Mass. 



-mm^ RICE & HUTCHINS 

Educatok. 




GARDENS 



(Contitzned from page ^4.) 

hie seedsman. By the time you are out of 
school, your farm will be ready to receive the 
seeds. Here are some receipts telling how to 
plant the different late vegetables mentioned. 

CORN 

Plant before July ist. Dig the dirt up with 
your hoe so as to form little hills about three 
feet apart. Put some manure in each hill. 
Put eight grains of corn in each hill and cover 
them with two inches of soil. When the corn 
is eight inches in height, thin out by carefully 
pulling up the poorest stalks, leaving four 
sturdy stalks in each hill. Then keep the weed- 
thieves away and the ground stirred up with 
your hoe so that the young corn may get 
plenty of fresh air and water. If all goes 
well, by the middle of September you should be 
able to display with proper pride some corn 
from your own garden. Seventy days from 
planting to harvesting is the rule. 

BUSH BEANS 

May be planted early in July. Will be ready 
for the table late in August or early in Sep- 
tember. Sow them in rows eight inches apart, 
planting the seeds two or three inches apart 
and two inches deep. Keep the soil loose and 
free from weeds. 

BEETS 

Planted in late July will be ready to pull in 
late September. Easily kept in the cellar for 
winter use. Make your rows twelve inches 
apart and plant the seed one inch deep. When 
partially grown, you may thin out the rows, 
leaving the plants three inches apart. The 
young plants, removed at this time, may be 
cooked like spinach, making delicious "greens." 
The soil should be well cultivated. 

TURNIPS 

Another vegetable for winter use. May be 
planted in July and, if you wish, may remain 
in the ground until frost comes, and then be 
stored with the beets. Rows should be twelve 
or fifteen inches apart, with the seeds put in 
the ground three quarters of an inch below 
the surface. Thin out the young plants, leav- 
ing the best ones about three inches apart. 
Keep the weeds away. Have regular "hoe 
drill." 

RADISHES 

May be put in the ground as late as August 
1st. This vegetable develops quickly and will 
be ready for use in about a month. Plant only 
half an inch deep. Plant only one row, about 
five feet long, unless you wish more than an 
average family can eat. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



"Look, Jim! TheyVe all got 
New Departure Coaster Brakes 

"That's the kind I'm going to have on my wheel. Gee, I 
can hardly wait till my birthday. I've got it all fixed up 
with Dad; he knows about New Departure Coaster Brakes 
— had one on his wheel when he used to ride, and says it 
was the best part of his wheel." 




"The Brake that Brought the Bike Back" 
means real safety anywhere — you can ride twice as far and 
not feel a bit tired. If you only knew how much easier riding 
is with a New Departure Coaster Brake, you would have one 
put on your old wheel without losing a minute. 

THE NEW DEPARTURE MFG. CO. 



105 Main Street 



Bristol, Conn. 






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If ; ou do not use it, send 2c. to-day for a trial packat^e 
of either. There's enouj^li to last for nearly two weeks. 
See what fun it really is to tirush your teeth with a den- 
tifrice that you likt— that tastes as yood as it looks. 
I. W. LYON & SONS, Inc., 533 W. 27th St.. New York 





The otlier day a certain cooking class vis- 
ited the grocer's. While waiting to be waited 
upon, the teacher said, 'T wonder how many 
of you can tell me which of the vegetables we 
see are flowers or flower buds," '"Vegetables 
are n't flowers," one girl exclaimed. The 
teacher merely smiled and asked, "What is 
cauliflower?" "A vegetable," said every one. 
"That is correct, but it is a flower bud too. 
Think of the different vegetables we use regu- 
larly and tell me which are roots and which 
are bulbs, stems, tubers, flowers, flower buds, 
leaf buds, leaves, fruits (green and ripe), and 
seeds (unripe and mature)." "They all have 
roots and seeds and leaves," said some one 
who misunderstood the question. "I am re- 
ferring to the part of the plant that is eaten," 
the teacher explained. Can you tell what part 
of the plant these vegetables are: asparagus, 
Brussels sprouts, onion, garlic, capers, tomato, 
corn, peas, potato, beans, turnips, lettuce, arti- 
choke, melon, cabbage, cucumbers, lentils, and 
cauliflower ? 

* * * 

If you have studied Latin, you know that 
the word vegetable comes from vcgctahilis, 
which means enlivening, animating. Vegeta- 
bles not only make you lively, but they also 
stimulate your appetite for other food. Some 
races of people, such as the Chinese, live al- 
most exclusively upon vegetables ; and others, 
such as the Eskimo, exist wholly upon ani- 
mals, but the most vigorous races combine the 
two. 

* * * 

Since the high cost of potatoes has given 
rice almost as important a place in our coun- 
try as it holds in China, you may be interested 
to know something of its introduction here, and 
what part of the great quantity that is raised 
each year is grown in the United States. Rice 
was first grown and used as a food, in the 
East Indies, about 1694. Just how or when 
the people of other countries found out that 
it was a food and how good it was, nobody 
{Continued on page 40. ) 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




I Add 

I Exploded 

I Wheat 

I Grains 

1 And Make That Dish 

^ Complete 

= The bowl of milk is ideal 

S food for noons or nights in 

= summer. But what will you 

S put in it? 

= Bread or crackers — made 

= from just the inner parts of 

= wheat? Why not all the 

S wheat? Then you have in 

= one dish all that human 

= bodies need. 

M The Scientific Food 

S Puffed Wheat — invented by Prof. Anderson— stands first among the hygienic grain foods. 

= It is whole wheat puffed to eight times normal size. Every food cell is exploded, so 

S digestion is easy and complete. All the food elements are made available. 

S After an hour of fearful heat, the grains are shot from guns. And a hundred million 

S steam explosions occur in every kernel. 

= The grains come out like bubbles — flaky, toasted, crisp. When eaten, they seem to 

= melt away. They taste like porous nut-meats. 

S Yet these delightful morsels — these seeming confections — arc this premier grain food, 

= fatted for digestion as it never was before. 

S Add these to the milk dish. Then you'll have a dish containing 1 6 foods in one. 




Puffed Puffed 
Wheat Rice 

and Corn Puffs 

Each 15c Except in Far West 



Flaky Titbits 

Thin, crusty morsels to mix with 
fruit. Or, with sugar and cream, to 
make a morning food confection. 



Like Bubbles 

Airy, flimsy, toasted globules to 
float in bowls of milk. Very easily 
digested. 



Keep well supplied in summer. Use in candy making, or as garnish for ice cream. 
Let hungry children eat them dry, or doused with melted butter. Every ounce is an ounce 
of ideal nutrition. 

Tl^e Quaker Qats G>mpany 



Sole Makers 



(1580) = 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




An "Eagle Brand" Baby 

Summer Weather Intensifies Your 
Infant Feeding Problems 

If for any reason your baby is not thriv- 
ing on its present food try 

EAGLE 

BRAND 
CONDENSED 

MILK 

-rue oi=jiciPMA.i_ 

This clean, wholesome milk has been suc- 
cessfully used for sixty years. It is peculiarly 
valuable to the baby during the heated spell. 
Wherever you may be at home or away it 
provides an easily obtainable, easily pre- 
pared, safe, uniform food. Write for our 
booklet on care of infants. 

Borden's Condensed Milk Co. 

NEW YORK 

Established 1857 _ 
"Leaders of Qualily" 





Build Model 

WAR AEROPLANES 

That Fly Like Real Ones! 

Learn how Aeroplanes are built; how they fly. Build a model 
of any of the war-famous .Aeroplanes and learn as you build. 
It's easy; we furnish complete Construction Outfits containing 
all parts and lull instructions. You assemble the parts and build 
your own 3-ft. Model Aeroplane that looks exactly like a real 
one, and that will rise from the ground by its own power and fly 
511 to mil feet in the air. It's the most fascinating and instructive 
snort you ever had. Build one at camp this summer. Find out 
all about it now. .Send for 

Scale Drawings with Building and Flying Instructions 
which tell you how to build your own Aeroplane 
Curtiss Military Tractor 2^*^ Bleriot Monoplane 
Nieuport Monoplane fc- «-» »-> Taube Monoplane 

■Wright Riplane EACH Curtiss Hydroplane 

Curtiss Flying Boat (8 for $1 .75) Cecil Peoli Racer 

"IDEAL" Model AEROPLANES 
and Supplies are sold by Leading Toy, SporttJig Goods and 
Department Stores. Ask your dealer for "IDEAL" Con- 
struction Outfits. 

Send 5c for this Aeroplane Catalogue 

Tells about Model Aeroplanes and how they are built. About 
Racing Aeroplanes and Flying Toys. Also lists all kmds of 
parts and Supplies lor Model Aeroplanes. 48 pages. 
Send 5c for your copy. Send for it today ! 

IDEAL AEROPLANE & SUPPLY CO. 
84-86 West ISro-.idway New York City 




THINGS TO EAT 



{Continued from page Jc?. ) 
seems to know, but at the present time it sup- 
plies the principal food for about half of the 
entire human race. It is supposed that after, 
it had been generally cultivated in India, the 
knowledge of its value spread to China, and 
other southeastern parts of Asia, Japan, Egypt, 
and the southern countries of Europe. It was 
late in the seventeenth century that a ship 
from Madagascar brought a sack of grain to 
Charleston, South Carolina, and introduced 
the growing of rice in this country. So suc- 
cessful has been the cultivation here, that in 
1913, 2,118,786,000 pounds were raised under 
the American flag. The rice-producing coun- 
tries of the world furnish about 100,000,000,- 
000 pounds each year, so you see our per- 
centage of production is not very large. 



When rice is being prepared for cooking it 
should lie thoroughly washed before it is put 
on the fire. The first washing should include 
a careful "picking over," because sometimes 
dark kernels sift into the packages. Then the 
rice should be put in a sieve and held under 
the cold water faucet for a good rinsing. Let 
it stand in cold water for half an hour before 
it is boiled, and the result will be well worth 
the time and trouble. 



Plain boiled rice is an excellent substitute 
for potatoes and is being served in many homes 
in place of the expensive vegetable. There 
are a great many combinations of rice with 
fruits or vegetables which furnish attractive 
and appetizing dishes. Here are a few of 
them : 

Tomatoes with Rice 



Teaspoonful of chopped 

parsley. 
Two tablespoonfuls of 

grated cheese. 
Four large ripe 

tomatoes. 



Cup of cooked rice. 
Tablespoon of butter. 
One small onion, 

chopped. 
Pinch of salt. 
Dash of pepper. 

The tomatoes should be carefully and thoroughly 
washed. Do not remove the peel, but with a sharp- 
pointed knife take out a part of the pulp. Add the 
butter, salt, pepper, onion, and parsley to the rice, 
and when they are well blended fill the tomatoes with 
the mixture. Sprinkle some of the grated cheese on 
each and put in a shallow baking dish. Bake in a 
moderate oven until the tomatoes are tender. 

Rice with Fruit 

I pound of dates, figs ^ cup of sugar. 

»r prunes. i egg. 

I cup of cold boiled Water, 
rice. Cream. 

( Con ti?i tied on page 4.2) 



57: NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



41 





Why Worry? 

When your child cuts or scratches itself — 
there 's no need to worry. Merely wash 
the injured part with DIOXOGEN and 
cover it with a clean cloth. 

You have thus insured against blood- 
poisoningf, and it is astonishing how 



quickly nature will then heal the hurt 

leach the children themselves the use of Dioxogen. 

It is so effective as a germicide — so absolutely 
safe, that they ought to be taught to use it. 

TheOaklandGhemicalCo., 10 Aster Place, N.Y. 






Do You Know How 
Peanuts Grow? 

PERHAPS you have thought they grow on bushes 
or trees hke other nuts. 
No! They grow in the ground, just like potatoes. 
The peanut plant is pulled up by the roots when the right 
time comes, and there are the peanuts, hanging to it. 

All the peanuts used in making Beech-Nut Peanut Butter go 
through wonderful machines tliat clean off every speck of sand 
or earth. Tliat is why Beech-Nut Peanut Butter is always so 
smooth^ and spreads on bread so nicely. 

Tell Us What You Have Found Out 

Most boys and girls love Beech-Nut Peanut Butter on bread, 
toast or crackers. If you have discovered some otlier new 
ways that you like to eat it, write us a letter. We will be 
glad to hear from you. 

If you have never tasted Beech-Nut Peanut Butter, ask 
your mother to get you a jar today. 

Beech-Nut Packing Company, Canajoharie, New York 

Beecli^iit Peaiiiit Butter 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




Mother 

Save Little Folks' Stockings 
HOSE SUPPORTER 

Stands great strain and rough wear. 
The only supporter having the Oblong 
M,, Rubber Button which prevents tearing 
M)^^ and drop stitches. Be sure to get the 
sit^ ^ genuine— look for"VelvetGrip"stamped 

^ on the clasp. 

Child's sample pair (give age") 16c, postpaid 
Sold Everywhere 
GEORGE FROST COMPANY, Makers - • BOSTON 




Delivered7o"uFREE 

No other concern will offer you such values or such terms. 

Make 3-oiir choice from 

44 STYLES, 

colors and sizes in the 
famous Ranger line 
of bicycles, freight 
p?-epaid to your town. 

SENT ON APPROVAL FOR 
DAYS' FREE TRIAL. 

m our new big catalog 
ct the particular style 
Ranger bicycle you 
desire. We pay re- 
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decide not to keep it. 
You get one month 
riding test at our 
expense. 

LOW FACTORY 
PRICES 

Direct to you from tlie 
largest, oldest .ind most 
successful bicycle con- 
cern in the country. 

TIRES. UMPS, 
HORNS AND PARTS 

for all bicycles at half 
usual pricrs. 

SEND NO MONEY 

but write today for this 
big free catalogs also full 
particulars of new 30- 
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CYCLE COMPANY 

Dept. R-1 S, CHICAGO 




MEAD 



THINGS TO EAT 



{^Coticliided from page 40) 
Stew the fruit and sugar, with enough water to 
keep them from burning, until they are reduced to 
a soft pulp. Mix with the rice and stand it where 
it will get cool, then fold in the stiffly beaten white 
of the egg. Serve with the cream either plain or 
whipped. 

Rice with Strawberries 

2 cups of strawberries. J4 of a cup of rice. 

I cup of powdered Yz teaspoonful of salt. 

sugar. Juice of half a 

4 tablespoons of butter. lemon. 

1 egg-white. 

The rice should be boiled in two quarts of water 
that has been seasoned with salt and lemon. When 
it is done turn it in a sieve to drain and put in the 
oven for just a ininute or two to dry out. While the 
rice is cooking beat the butter and sugar together 
until creamy, add the strawberries, which have been 
crushed to make them beat in easily, and when they 
are well blended add the stiffly beaten egg-white. 
Whip all together thoroughly and serve on the hot 
rice. 

Rice with Spinach 

2 quarts of spinach. Vi of a cup of cream 
Salt and pepper. i tablespoonful of 

I tablespoonful of butter, 
flour. 

Pick over the spinach, cutting off the hard stalks, 
and wash it very thoroughly through three or four 
waters. Cook in just enough water to prevent it 
from burning. Season with salt and pepper. Make 
a smooth paste of the flour, cream, and butter, and 
when the spinach is tender add the paste and cook 
until it thickens. Have ready tw cups of hot 
boiled rice to which a tablespoonful of butter and 
a pinch of salt have been added. Turn the rice into 
a hot dish, arrange the spinach around it, and serve. 

It is said that one pound of corn meal cost- 
ing eight cents, or a pound of hominy which 
can be bought for about the same price, and 
wliich are both products of white corn, have 
the food value of i^^ pounds of cheese costing 
60 cents; 2^ pounds of round steak costing 
80 cents ; 2 dozen eggs costing 80 cents ; ^ 
peck of potatoes costing 50 cents; or 3 quarts 
of milk costing 33 cents. Corn would seem to 
be a good thing to have in the garden, would 
n't it? 

* * * 

In several European countries, food com- 
missioners have been appointed. These offi- 
cials ascertain just how much food there is 
in the country, how much will be produced 
during a certain period, and how many peo- 
ple there are to be fed. They then decide 
how much food each person shall be per- 
mitted to consume each day in order that the 
supply may suffice for all. Mr. Herbert C. 
Hoover, whose interesting life-story appeared 
in St. Nicholas last month, is investigating 
food conditions in the United States so that 
our supplies may prove sufficient not only 
for ourselves but for destitute Europe as well. 



ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



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Tougher Than 
Elephant Hide 

Old bicycles grow young under the spell of Vitalics. 
Old riders feel young, once a pair of brisk, resilient 
Vitalics begin spinning out exhilarating miles be- 
neath them. 

The tonic, long-lived performance-power of Vitalics 
is there because we are putting forth every conceiv- 
able effort to make Vitalics give longer uninter- 
rupted mileage, greater resilience and greater resist- 
ance to wear than any other bicycle tire made. 




Three famous tires bear the great name VITALIC 

Vitalic De Luxe '® "^^de of the choice of the world's best rubber 
throughout its extra thick tread and tube. Its two- 
ply motorcycle tire fabric is built of the strongest cotton thread, triply- 
twisted. Highest quality friction. Distinctive V-shaped suction non- 
skid tread. All white. Price $4.25 each. 

Vitalic Cord R&cer represents the highest type of racing tire, 
adapted for both track and road racing. Pur- 
est rubber combined with powerful Sea Island cotton cord fabric. All 
white. Smooth tread. Price $4 each. 

Vitalic Bricadier '® ^ rugged, long-Uved performer. Tough, four- 
° ply Egyptian fabric. A ruling favorite with 

riders who demand long service at a moderate price. White, heavy 
studded tread. Extra-heavy inner tube. Gray sides. Price $3.25 each. 



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Send for Testing 
Section 

FREE Vitalic testing section and 
booklet, Tougher Than Elephant 
Hide." Be sure to give name and 
address of your bicycle tire dealer. 




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Brigadier 
$3.25 Each 



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OLD GLORY IN EVERY 
BOY'S ROOM 

The Flag, even if it is only one of the small silk ones, 
should occupy the most prominent space on the wall. 

Moore Push-Pins 

should be used to fasten it to the wall. The sharp needle points will 
not injure the finest fabric or mar the wall paper or plaster. The 
dainty glass heads, almost invisible, are easy to handle. 

Moore Push-Pins, Made in 2 Sizes 

Glass Heads, Steel Points 

Moore Push-less Hangers, 4 Sizes 

The Hanger with the Twist 

At Stationery, Hardware, Photo, 
Department Stores, or by mail 



10c 

Packets 

In Canada 
2 pkts. for 25c 



Moore Push -Pin Co., Dept. 38, Philadelphia, Pa. 



BOYS! PLAY BALL/ 




of one. 



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Here is a whole outfit at a bijr 
money-sa\'in^. 
3 Articles for the prii-i 
THE "DA VEGA BOYS" 
GLOVE. BAT AND 
BALL OUTFIT 

(A $2.00 Value) 
ir choice of fielder's glove of fine quality 
ler with leather lined palm, and thumb 
or catcher's mitt of real tan leather with 
laced back and thumb. The bat is made of ash, 
professional shape, with taped handle. The ball 
bber center and liorsehide cover. When ordering 
. add 25c extra for Parcel Post. Send your order 
"your money back" if not entirely satisfied. 
ll'rite /or special Baseball Circular aitd 
Cojnplete Sporting Goods Catalo^'^S.l." 



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New York City 



ST. NICHOLAS STAMP PAGE 

Conducted by Samuel R. Simmons 




CHRISTMAS STAMPS 

[N a recent article, as a reply to one of our cor- 
londents, we mentioned the "Christmas Stamp." 
we have had several letters asking for in- 
it. And as many of them seemed 
fascinating little stamp with the 
which are sold so gen- 
publish this month an 
Strange that our readers 
. make the mistake ai- 
ded to, for when we 
;)me to think of it, 
ffs Christmas stamp 
really older than 
liny of them. So, 
^turally, a beginner 
stamp-collecting 
1 fuses it with the 
[■d Cross labels, 
ite in 1898 the 
the stamp world by 
seen in the picture, 
ida — Postage," sepa- 
Ifland. Below in a rectan- 
lap of the world, showing all 
?minions in bright red, the rest of the 
in lavender, while the oceans are in blue. 
"(Those who own Scott's Catalogue will identify the 
stamp as Canada No. 82 or No. 83.) In the two 
lower corners are figures of value, "2 c," and a 
label, with the words, "We hold a vaster empire 
than has been." The words came from a poem writ- 
ten in honor of Queen Victoria's Jubilee. The next 
line is, "Nigh half the race of man is subject to our 
(|ueen." But what gives the stamp its name is the 
fact that in the center of the design, just below the 
southern point of South America, are the words, 
"X-mas, i8g8." It is a bright, pretty stamp, and 
well woirthy of a place in every collection. 

HOW TO KNOW STAMPS 

AFTER a boy gets a stamp, the first thing that 
comes into his mind is, "Under what country 
does it go into the album?" That question is often 
easier to ask than to answer, especially when one is 
just beginning, and as yet not very familiar with 
stamps. Now before we consult our copy of Scott's 
Catalogue, let us see if we cannot read the answer in 
the stamp itself. Let us learn to look closely at our 
stamps and see what differences we can find in them, 
what things there are in them to help us answer the 
\ exing question. We find that a stamp may usually 
be divided into three parts : a heading, which is 
often the name of the issuing country ; a central 
design, usually the portrait of some king or queen, 
or perhaps a coat of arms ; and thirdly, something 
expressive of its face value — in the coinage of the 
country. These three things, one or more of them, 
can nearly always tell us the name of the issuing 
country. But not always. The first and most im- 
portant is the heading. This is very helpful. By it 
we can determine all United States stamps, the 
stamps of all the British Colonies, and a long list 
of other countries as well. In a few instances the 
name is really there, but we do not at once recognize 



it. We soon learn, however, that "Osterreichische" 
appears only on stamps of Austria ; "Helvetia" is 
Switzerland ; "Magyar" is Hungary. Then there are 
stamps where no name appears. English stamps are 
the most prominent example of this. In all cases 
where the heading does not fully answer our ques- 
tion, we pass on to the second part — the central de- 
sign — for help. Here often we see the portrait of 
the ruler or the coat of arms. Every stamp-dealer 
sells for a few cents complete sets of both of these, 
and it is well to own them, for they often help out in 
such emergencies as this. If we do not at once rec- 
ognize the portrait depicted, we can compare it with 
our set of rulers' heads. But if the central design 
does not answer the question, often the coin men- 
tioned will be the key. Heller, for instance, means 
Austria ; filler means Hungary ; bani is surely Rou- 
mania ; pfennig suggests Germany, while penny is 
surely English. After we have studied all these 
points, we decide to what country the stamp belongs, 
and then look in the catalogue to find the answer. 
And is n't it fun when we find that we were right ? 
Sometime, alas ! we English-speaking people run 
across a stamp where the inscription is such that we 
cannot read it. Then perforce we must have re- 
course to the catalogue at once for comparison. But 
the list is short. Bulgaria, Crete, Greece, Monte- 
negro, Russia, Servia, or Turkey, one or the other 
almost certainly will be the answer. By studying the 
curious headings the beginner will soon fix them so 
securely in mind that he will know each of these 
mysterious names at once. A little practice is all 
that is needed. But should any reader of St. Nich- 
olas get puzzled and find it impossible to determine 
the nationality of any stamp, send it to Stamp Page 
with a stamped and self-addressed envelop for reply, 
and the Editor will try to help him out. 

ANSWERS TO QUERIES 

THE stamps of the first issue of New South Wales 
are often spoken of as "Sydney Views." These 
stamps are very popular with older collectors. They 
are engraved on copper, and the background of the 
central design represents a distant view of the city 
of Sydney. Hence the name. The plate from which 
the stamps were printed was engraved beautifully, 
but soon became worn, and many of the lines dis- 
appeared. Later, these worn places were re-cut or 
re-engraved, and stamps printed in the different 
stages of the plate — the early or perfect ones, the 
middle or worn ones, and the later or re-touched 
(re-cut) ones — make a very interesting study for 
the grown-up. The stamps are too expensive for the 
beginner, however. ^ The bird upon the stamps of 
Hungary is the turul, a mythical bird of the Magyars. 
^ The crown upon Hungarian stamps is that of St. 
Stephen. There is a reason why the point, or top 
cross, is set at an angle. It is an interesting legend, 
but our space will not permit publishing it. Look it 
up in some encyclopedia. ^ The wild geese upon 
the stamps of China are symbolic of good luck. You 
will also find some interesting birds upon certain 
Japanese stamps. ^ Many of those who write 
us ask, among other things, "How many different 
kinds of stamps are there in existence?" An answer 
p(}i;'e 46. ) 



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44 



ST. NICHOLAS STAMP DIRECTORY 

IT is so named because here every St. Nicholas reader can find the names and addresses of leading stamp 
dealers. Selected stamps for young folks are their specialty. Mention St. Nicholas in writing them and 
be sure always to give your name and complete address, as well as that of parent, teacher or employer as 
reference. Be sure to get permission first. We are careful to accept the advertisements of only the most 
reliable stamp dealers, and if you have any unfair business dealings with St. Nicholas advertisers advise us 
promptly. We are always glad to help solve your stamp problems. Write us when you want information. 



D _ _ Ci.__-,_o ir».„Q 15 all different Canadian and 10 
rvare OiampS rree indlawithCatalogueFree. Post- 
age 2cents. When possible send names and addresses of two 
stamp collectors. Large wholesale list for Dealers free. 

We offer these sets, great bargains, cheapest ever offered, no 
two stamps alike in any set, all different, fine condition. Postage 
2c. extra. 50 Spain, lie; 40 Japan, Sc.; 100 U. S., 20c.; 7 Siam, 
15c.; 50 Asia, 17c.; 20 Chile, 10c. ; 4 Malta, 5c.: 13 Nyassa, 39c.; 3 
Crete, 3c.; 10 Straits, 7c.: 10 Egypt, 7c.; 7 Persia, 4c.: 10 Ceylon, 
ISc; 8 Hawaii, 2oc.; 20 Denmark, 7c.; 30 Sweden, 10c. : 50 Brt. 
Col's, 6c.; 35 Austria. 9c.; 25 Persia, 25c.; 10 Brazil, 5c.; 50 Africa, 
24c.; 6 Fiji, 15c.; 25 Italy, 5c.; 7 Iceland, 2(ic.: 4 Sudan, 8c.; 10 
China, 10c. ; 17 Mexico, 10c. ; 10 Uruguay, 7c.; 6 Reunion, 5c.; 5 
Panama, 13c.; 5 Zanzibar, 20c. Remit in stamps or Money 
Order. Fine approval sheets 50% discount. 50 Page List Free. 
WebuyStamps. Marks .StampCo.,Dept.N,Toronto,Canada. 



C* T* A IVyl P C 500 fine foreign including 
•3 1 .r^. IVI R O Mexican War, Salvador, 
including officials, Guatemala, China, etc., only 10c. 
Best Approval Sheets 60 to 80% discount. 

We give valuable extra Presents freel Big 120-page 
catalog free. WebuyStamps. 

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FREE 



60 different stamps, including Newfoundland, China, Japan, 
Mexico, etc., to applicants for our high-grade approvals. 

Send 2c. stamp for reUirn posiag;e. 
The Edgewood Stamp Company, Deft. S, Milford, Conn. 

RARHAINS EACH SET 5 CENTS. 
D.MlN.Vjy^ll'ilO 8 Luxembourg; 8 Finland; 20 Sweden; 
15 Russia; 8 Costa Rica; 12 Porto Rico; 8 Dutch Indies; 6 
Hayti. Lists of 7000 low-priced stamps free. 
Chambers Stamp Co., Ill G Nassau Street, New York City. 



is when you want to get a FINE FREE 
PACKET of 57 stamps (many unused) by 
writing for a selection of my approvals at 50% 
discount. Can I count you in as a customer? 
H. J. Schmidt, Drawer H, Oakland Sta., Pittsburgh, Pa. 



NOW 




stamps 108 all diff., Transvaal, Turkey, Brazil, Peru, 
Cuba. Mexico. Ceylon, Java, etc., and Album, 10c. 
1000 Finely Mixed, 25c. 65 diff. U. S., 25c. 1000 
hinges, 5c. Agts. wtd. 50%. List Free. I buy stamps. 
C. Stegman, 5940 Cote Brilliante Ave., St. Louis, Mo. 



FRFF Venezuelan Commemorative Stamp, Cat. 25c., 

r *vEjd to applicants for our net approvals. Free premiums 
with each 25c. purchase. Only clean, desirable stamps. 

W. WiLLiA.MS, 1116 N. Capitol Ave., Indianapolis, Ind. 

DIFFERENT CUBA FREE with requests for our 
" approvals. Nitzschke Staju' Co., Albany, Ga. 

lOI ALL FOREIGN STAMPS including Guatemala, Hon- 
■"■^ * duras,Roumania,CostaRica, Egypt, Chili, China, Mexico, 
Peru, Cuba, Russia, India, Victoria, Portugal, etc., 15c. 200 hinges 
free. RoyalStampCo.,48N.51st Street, Philadelphia, Pa. 

10 000 ^' ""^ each. Send for trial selection 



Free. 



on approval, and receive a Watermark Detector 
Burt McCann, 321 No. Newton, Minneapolis, Minn. 



PANAMA COMMEMORATIVE 1913 

No. 203, 25^c. dark green, cat. 25c., for 12c. 19th and 20th 
Century Approvals at 50%. 

Hub Postage Stamp Co., 345 Washington St., Boston, Mass. 

50 diff. fine British Colonies, our new For. money table & Stamp 
dictionary, loc. St. Paul Stamp & Coin Co., St. Paul, Minn. 



STAMPS FREE, 75 ALL DIFFERENT 

For the names of two collectors and 2c. postage. 20 different 
foreign coins, 25c. Toledo Stamp Co., Toledo, Ohio, U.S.A. 



WILL YOU 



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I A REAL OPPORTUNITY | 

I to add rare stamps to your collection. Many scarce vari- = 

= eties of postage stamps are contained in our 1917 approval e 

= books and lists. Sent to any of our approval customers. = 

= Write today for information and free illustrated circular. § 

I Address Dept. 3 | 

I SCOTT STAMP <& COIN COMPANY | 
I 127 Madison Avenue New York City | 

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GET THEM? The first in each 
State to purchase at least 2f ic. worth 
from "Alasonik." Approvals will receive FREE tu'o fine un- 
used stamps cataloffing- 25c. each. Unused British Colonial free 
to all applicants. General selections at 5i i% discount ; net-priced 
books by .countries. Special terms to liberal buyers. 
Herbert W. jMason, 2u3 Grand Ave., Hackettstown, N. J. 

SPECIAL HOLIDAY OFFER 

All (-rv^ f' Pack. "Cleveland" Hinges, 1 Pocket Album, 
ror I 1 perf Gauge, 5 Spanish War Revs., 8 U. S. En- 
velopes cut sq. inc. War Dept., 6 Civil War Revs,, 
5 Scenery Stamps. 

Ckowell Stamp Co., Cleveland, Ohio. 

FRENCH COLONIES 

15 Varieties 10c. ; Stamp Monthly of Bargains free 
NEW ENGLAND STAMP CO. 

387 Washington St. Boston, Mass. 

70 Different Foreign Stamps from ( including Africa, Asia, 
70 Different Foreign Countries ( .Australia, Kurope,West 
Indies; and our pamphlet which tells you "How to make your 
collection of stamps properly." FOR ONLY 15 CKNTS— A 
BIG BARGAIN. Queen City Stamp & Coin Co., Room 32, 
604 Race Sr., Cincinnati, O. 

10 different, 4oc.; looohinges, 10c. ; Packet, 
500 different, list over *5.iiO, price Jl-OO; 
1000 different, list over $20.00, $3.00. 
C. F. Richards, Box 77, Gkand Central P. O., New York. 



lOc. 



Hawaii 



n AlSinV PACKET STAMPS free for name, address, 3 

\Ji\V\\J 1 collectors, 2c. postage, with 50% apprs 



U. S. inc. high values, 5Uc. U. T. 



125 dif, 

K. Stamp Co., Utica, N. Y. 



5 Mexico, to Approval Applicants, 
r Jx. r « r i Edwin H. Bailey, Farmingdale, N. Y. 

9fl Cf!>mni! PraA to serious collectors who send reference 
iM OlainpS rrCc for 50% approval selections. Postage 2c. 
Prof. W. W. Burton, Mercer Universii v, Macon, Ga, 

SET OF STAMPS valued at $1.35 free to approval applicants. 
Enclose 4c and names of two collector.s if possible, lono hinges 
5c. Harris, 3838 Reistekstown Road, Baltimore, Md. 

QT A IV/IPQ 1"" different and 250 Hinges, 6c.; 150 different, 
•Dl/\lVlro 12c. Ask for my 50% approvals. 

P. W. Munsell, 99 Crystal Ave., New London, Conn. 

DD/^CIT" CUADINI/^I My approval selections are 
rK.^_lrll Ori/\I\.ll>Vai ABSOLUTELY FIRST 
GRADE. I offer a special discount for prompt returns, in 
addition to the regular 50% discount. Send a good reference 
and receive a premium worth 25c., but do not apply unless you 
expect to buy. D. M. Ward, 608 Buchanan .St., Gary, Ind. 



12 1 Approvals 

chase 

{See also page 46. ) 



are fine. Tried them yet? Pre- 
mium to new customers: 5 Serbian. 
Extra premium for each 50c. pur- 
Mrs. L. W, Kellogg, W, Hartford, Conn. 



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STAMP DIRECTORY— Continued 

AMERICAN PACKET FREE -Old issues, Commemorative 
^falore. Dues, Revenues. Send 2c. coin. Big catalog: free. 
Alention magazine. Midlaxd St.\mp Co., Midland, Ontario. 



STAMPS 75 VARIETIES FOREIGN, FREE to all sending 
for our appro\'al slteets at 51i^, discount. Postage 2 cents. 
ISIention St. Nicholas. Quaker Stamp Co., Toledo, Ohio. 



STAMPS 105 China, etc., stamp dictionary, listi^OOO bargains, 5^ 
2c. Album (500 pictures), 3c. BuLi.ARD&Co.,Sta. A, Boston, iil 



Cr^T^ for Price-list of Postage and Revenue stamps for 
•3^^'^ collections. E. T. Parker, Bethlehem, Pa. 



^ from 25 countries, 25 var. U. S., illustrated Album and 
hinges, luc. A. Wright, 47 Court St., Boston, Mass. 



oe DIFFERENT BRITISH COLONIALS FREE to ap- 

plicaiits for stamps on approval who send 2c. postage. 
C. E. NicKLES, Room 18, 122 Florida Av., Washington, D. C. 



Chile, 1 Peso, 1911 Cat., 15c. to Approval Applicants. 
J. R. Nichols, 1707 Nelson Avenue, N. Y. C- 



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I 200 Different Foreign Stamps Free 

I No Post-cards No Envelopes No L^nited States 

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1 All you have to do is to send 25c. for a new 6 months' 

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I Any One of These Collections Free 

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I 60 Japanese, all different, quaint and curious. 

i 101 .Ml different United States, no postal cards. 

i 75 U. S. precancelled stamps, all different. 

i 50 Different from Sweden or Italy or Africa. 

I Ten Issues for 10c. and One of These Free: 

I 100 Foreign, all different 42 Different curious Japan 

I 50 Different U. S. stamps 30 Different Swedish, fine j 

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ST. NICHOLAS STAMP PAGE 

(Con I ill II cd from pd^e 

to this is difficult, because no two collectors agree as 
to what should constitute or be called a genuine 
"variety." There are main varieties, there are minor 
varieties. One collector regards the minor varieties 
of his favorite country as of great importance ; other 
collectors are not so enthusiastic. Recently, Whit- 
field King & Company issued a new edition of their 
catalogue. They certainly are not given to recog- 
nizing minor varieties ; yet in their prospectus this 
conservative firm states that they have listed 6067 
stamps issued by European countries, 5721 by Asiatic, 
7107 by African, 60:5 by America, 2261 by the West 
Indies, and 1984 by Oceanica. This reaches the in- 
teresting total of 29,155 varieties. Of this number 
there were issued by the British Empire in its do- 
minions in various parts of the world, 8512. The 
catalogue of the Scott Stamp and Coin Company 
would increase this total very largely, while the 
Stanley Gibbons catalogue would reach even larger 
figures. ^ H. W. brings up that question of the rarest 
stamp, but this we have spoken of quite recently in 
this page. He also revives that never-to-be-settled 
question of used or unused stamps. From the very 
beginning, collectors have discussed this question, 
with no prospect of a definite conclusion. And there 
can be none. There is no subject upon which all 
people think alike. Let the beginner collect whatever 
comes his way, used or unused. Later on, his in- 
creased experience will determine his taste. A col- 
lection of unused stamps looks the prettiest. On the 
other hand, the canceled stamps usually cost less, 
and such a collection also has the added interest of 
having done actual postal service. 



MM! 

Learn io Swim by 
One Trial 




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CELEBRATE 4TH "THE BRAZEL WAY" 




Get this Assortment of Saoe 
Fireworks 

ONLY $1.98 

Bigger and Better than Ever. 

sists of 6 packs Sc firecrackers, 
3 large 15c paper balloons, 1 can col- 
ored fire, 6 Roman candles, IS Bang salutes, 1 early 
riserbomb, 60 Jap torpedoes, 1 star mine, 24 pes. 
night fireworks, 60 sparklers, 8 pes. each — nigger 
chaser, grasshopper, sun of guns and pin wheels; 24 
snakes in grass and 1 bundle of punk. 

A day's fun for whole family. Worth $3.36. Or- 
der now. Avoid the rush. Send 10c for big list of 
celebration goods. 

BRAZEL NOVELTY MFC. CO. 
1720 Ella Street Cincinnati, Ohio 



Report on Advertising Competition No. 184 



(Continued from piii^e 



Mary J. Du Four 
Marion Douglas 
Anita De Rost 
Ruth Dougherty 
Loraine S. Eastman 
Adelaide Erickson 
Sophia Epstein 
Bernice Everett 
Henrian A. Emerson 
Elisaljeth Freeland 
Dorothy Foye 
Janet Greason 
Ina S. G\\yn 
Eleanor S. Greer 
Alice Gibson 
Hoiior M. Grout 
Catherine Gordon 
Chauncey P. Goss 
Margaret Howard 
Eleanor Hill 
Marion Harlan 
Mary Horan 
Margt. K. Holbrook 
Janet Hamilton 
Elizabeth Hanrann 
Margaret J. Hoskin 
Nancy Hough 
Peggy Hall 
Mildred Horth 
Maigaret Haggerty 
i\Iarion D. Hemphill 
Elizabeth Howard 
Robt.W. R. Hartung 
Helen R. Henshaw 
William H. Haley. Jr. 
Mary C. Hamilton 
Caroline L. Ingham 
Geneva L. Jenkins 
Alice Johnston 
Dorothy A. Jones 
Helen fi. Jones 



ROLL OF HONOR 

Flory Koenigsberger 
P'inette Kelty 
Helen Keniston 
Elizabeth Kennedy 
Margaret C. Kimber 
Eenore S. Luedke 
Aileen Laidlaw 
J.i^impson Little 
Sylvester A. L^mian 
Seth G. Landon 
Albert E. M. Louer 
Virginia McVay 
Elizabeth Marrian 
Martha Winton 
Betty McConnell 
Beatrice Malakoff 
Margaret Miller 
.Selma Moskowitz 
Albina Y. Morse 
Eleanor MacKelvey 
Marguerite F.Merlau 
Anne F. Maury 
Henry O. McCluer 
Helen McLaughlin 
Dorothy Nardi 
l^lizabeth Nickerson 
Maude North 
Arlene O'Brien 
Helen M. Peakes 
Emily N. Peck 
Dorothy Printz 
Lavonia Powell 
Alice C. Paxson 
Elizabeth Pope 
Julia B. Paine 
Jane Patton 
Frederica Pisek 
Cyrus Pyle 
Kathryn Phillips 
M arionReissenweber 
Ruth F. Randolph 



Lillian Rhodes 
Mary Remick 
Oliver V. Robinson 
Catherine Rose 
Florence E. Sherlock 
Cora Stevens 
Ethel Stretch 
Juliette R. Schoen 
Virginia Siegman 
Ruth Schoenthaler 
Lucy Stillwell 
Alice T. Sherrill 
Helen Seager 
Victoria Sturge 
Margaret Speare 
Roberta Seaver 
Betty Lee Snyder 
Donald Schick 
Robert Shaffer 
Alex N. Slocum, Jr. 
Alice Trumbull 
Lawrence Thompson 
A. A. Throckmorton 
Anna K. Taylor 
Mary Ure 
William Viertel . 
Hope D. Warner 
Rebecca Williams 
EleanoreSallyWillard 
Martha Wilcox 
Margaret Whitehead 

ranees S. Weld 
Margaret White 
Margaret Warrin 
Frances Wilde 
Sidonia Wallis 
Marion L. Wallace 
Muriel Winston 
Warren R. Winner 
Louise Werth 



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Friendly Companions for Boys and Girls 

PONIES, DOGS, CATS, SQUIRRELS AND BIRDS 



Save the Birds with Dodson Houses 

Give them this safe refuge and then reduce their 
enemy the sparrow with Dodson's Sparrow Trap. 
IVri/e for bird hook and catalog to 
JOSEPH H. DODSON 

Vice-Pres. and Director American Audubon Ass*n 
707 HARRISON AVENUE - KANKAKEE, ILL. 




BELLE MEADE PONIES 

Illustrated catalog of famous herd of Belle 
Meade Ponies, containing photos of petponies. 
Shetland, Welsh and other pedigreed stock. 
Fine playmates for children. 
Companionable. 'Irustworthy. 
I nexpensive, ^75 up. Satisfac- 
tion guaranteed. 

BELLE MEADE FARM 

Box 9 Belle Meade, Va. 




O/^'VrQ I Build your own bird-house 

»J\J 1 fcJ • and make money. Complete 
instructions, including wood all marked out, 
for making a wren house with six cuts of the 
saw, 30c. Directions, without wood, 1 5c. 
GEE BEE, 16 Lawrence Street, Yonkers, N. Y. 




GET AN 

Airedale Terrier 

The Real Dog for the Real 
Boy. I have a nice lot of pups 
by Champion Kenmare Con- 
juror, whelped March 17, 1917. 

U^'riCe for prices and particulars to 

GEORGE LAWSON 

Branxholm Kennels, R. D. 20, Dundee, N. y. 



IF 



you want some help in selecting exactly 
the right pet, write to The Pet Man, St. 
Nicholas, 353 Fourth Ave., New York. 



Cocker Spsiniels 

Faithful, intelligent and affectionate, 
they make the finest companions in 
the world for children and grown 
people. Playful and full of spirits 
but not quarrelsome. Puppies and 
grown dogs of all colors usually 
for sale. Write to 
IWEPAL KENNELS. New Marlboro, Berkshire County, Mass. 





America's 
Pioneer 
Dog Remedies 



BOOK ON 

DOG DISEASES 
And How to Feed 

Mailed free to any address by 
the Author 

H. CLAY GLOVER CO., Inc. 
nS West 31st Street, New York 



THIS IS ME 

I maybe little and softand plump, 
But my heart is big; and true. 
My mistress says now I'm quite 

big: enough 
To leave my dear mother— for you. 
From $25 up for these wonderful 

PEKINGESE 

Mrs. H. A. Baxter, Telephone 418, 
Great Neck, L. I., or 489 Fifth Ave., 
New York City Tel. Vanderbilt 12361 



little 





PETS OF EVERY KIND 

Shetland Ponies, Dogs of all breeds, Helgian 
Hares and ail other rabbits, Angora Cats. Fancy 
Pigeons, Fancy Poultry, Wiid Ducks, Geese, 
Swans, Cavies. Squirrels, Ringdoves, Parrots, 
Canaries. Monkeys. Foxes, Raccoons, Ferrets, 
thousands of Pets all varieties, lowprices. Big 
caialug beautifullyillustrated 25 cents, lists free. 

Order your pets now. 
Homes Zoological Arena Co., Kansas City, Mo. 



Snow White Esquimo Puppies 

The smartest and cutest dugs on earth. 
Natural trick dogs and very c mical. Just 
the thing for children, affectionate, playful 
and harmless as a kitten. Always full of 
"PEPP." My puppies are not raised in a 
city back yard or crowded kennels but on a 
Kansas farm. They are full of vigor and 
the picture of health. Will ship on approval 
to responsible parties. Safe deli very guaran- 
teed. Termsreasonable. Sc.instampsbrings 
you a catalogue of these popular dogs. 
BROCKWAY'S KENNELS Baldwin. Kansas 






. Insist on 




^SPRATT'S 


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Write for samples and 




send stamp forcatalogue 


SPRATT'S PATENT, Ltd., 


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SUMMER BOARD 

First-class boarding accommo- 
dations with out-door runs for 

CATS and DOGS 

A p r L Y 
BlacK Short Haired Cattery 
Tel. 110 M. HasbroucK Heights, N.J. 



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Dont 

dust with a dry rag. 
When you do, most of 
the dust simplj' flies round 
in the air and then settles 
asrain. The part tliat doesn't 
settle, you or your family 
breathe into your lungs. 




Do 



ilust with a cloth moistened 
with a few drops of 

3-in-One 

Then the dust all collects on the cloth, 
the furniture shines like now and sin lVicc 
scratches vanish. :!-in-One contains no 
gi'ense or acid and can't rub oil' and soil 
clothes. 





Buy 3-in-One for dusting, cleaning, polishing and 
preventing rust. At all stores; In bottles, lOc, 'irx 
and ijOc ; in Uandv Oil Cans, 2.5c. 

FKEE — Generous .sample of 3 in-One and Dictionary 
of Tscs. 

3-in-One Oil Co., 165 QM. Broadway, N. Y. 




Your Gonna 
LIKE ME 
When You 

See Me 




.95 brings you this durable, graceful, 
loud toned, trumpet. U. S. Army specifica- 
tions. Key of G ■with slide to F. Silver 
plated mouthpiece. Ten day9' trial and money re- 
turned if not satisfactory. "When ordering mention 
No. 12BL3320V4. Our Musical Instrument Catalog 
No. 60S54 includes Fifes, Drums and supplies of 
all kinds. It is free. Send for it. 
SEARS, ROEBUCK AND CO., CHICAGO. 



STATEMENT OF THE OWNERSHIP, MAN- 
AGEMENT, CIRCULATION, ETC., RE- 
QUIRED BY THE ACT OF CONGRESS 
OF AUGUST 24, 1912 

of^T. Nicholas 
published monthly at Ne'w York, N. Y., 
For April i, 1917 



ORKJ 



State of New York 
County of New YoRf 

Before me, a Notary Public in and for the State and 
County aforesaid, personally appeared William Fayal 
Clarke, who, having been duly sworn according to law, 
deposes and says that he is the Editor of the St. .\icholas 
and that the following is, to the best of his knowledge and 
belief, a true statement of the ownersliip, management 
(and if a daily paper, the circulation), etc., of the aforesaid 
publication for the date shown in the above caption, re- 
quired by the Act of August 24, 191 2, embodied in section 
443, Postal Laws and Regulations, printed on the reverse 
of tliis form, to wit: 

1. That the names and addresses of the publisher, editor, manatjing edi- 
tor, and business managers are ; 

Name of Post-Office Address 

Publisher, The Century Co. 353 Fourth Ave., 

Ed-tor, William Faval Clarke New York, N. Y. 

Alanaging Editor, None 
Business Managers, None 

2. That the owners are: ^Give names and addresses of individual owners, 
or, if a corporation, give its name and the names and addresses of stoclc- 
liolders owning or holding i per cent, or more of the total amount of stoclc.) 

Owners, The Century Co., 

353 Fourth Ave., New York, N. Y. 
Stockholders : W. Morgan Shuster, 353 Fourth Ave., 
New York, N. Y.; William W. Ellsworth, New Hart- 
ford, Conn.; Ira H. Brainerd, 92 William St., New 
York, N. Y. ; George Inness, Jr., 353 Fourth Ave., New 
York, N. Y.; Geo. L. Wheelock, 353 Fourth Ave., New 
York, N. Y. ; Robert Underwood Johnson, 327 Lexington 
Ave., New York, N. Y. ; Donald Scott, 9 East 9th St., 
New York, N. Y.; C. C. Buel, Ridgefield, Conn.; Edith 
True Drake, 17 East 8th St., New York, N. Y.; W. F. 
Clarke, 353 Fourth Ave., New York, N. Y. ; George H. 
Hazen, 381 Fourth Ave., New York, N. Y. ; Gardner 
Hazen, Tribune Building,' Chicago, III.; Marie Louise 
Chichester, 501 West 120th St., New York, N. Y.; Estate 
of James Mapes Dodge, Germantown, Pa.; Beatrix Buel, 
Ridgefield, Conn.; Estate of Roswell Smith, 92 William 
St., New York, N. Y. ; Estate of Annie G. Smith, 92 Wil- 
liam St., New York, N. Y. 

3. That the known bondhf^lders, inortg'ag:ees, and other security hdders 
owning or holding- i per cent, or more of total amount of bonds, mortgages, 
or other securities are: (If there are none, so slate.) None. 

4. That the two paragraphs next above, giving- the names of the owners, 
stockholders, and security holders, if any, contain not only the list of stock- 
holders and security holders as they appear upon the books of the company, 
but also, in cases where the stockholder or security holder appears upon 
the books of the company as trustee or in any other fiduciary relation, the 
name of the person or corporation for whom said trustee is acting is given; 
also that thesaid two paragraphs contain statements embracing affiant's full 
knowledge and beUef £is to the circumstances and conditions under which 
stockholders and security holders who do not appear upon the books ol the 
company as trustees, hold stock and securities in a capacity other than that 
of a bona fide owner; and this affiant has no reason to believe that any other 
person, association, or corporation has any interest, direct or indirect, in the 
said stock, bonds, or other securities than as so stated by him. 

William Fayal Clarke. 

(Signature of editor.) 

Sworn to and subscribed before me this 22nd day of 
March, 1917. Paul F. Wolff, 

[Seal.] Notary Public, No. 274, New York County. 

fMy commission expires March 31, 1918.) 



• Easy to Fill" 

SELF FILLING 
SAFETY 

„ FOUNTAIN PEN 

^^^^ TRANSPARENTo" BLACK RUBBER 

At Dealers- Catalog on Request 
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MEW YORK RETAIL STORE. WOOLWORTH BLOG. 




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ST. NICHOLAS 

This department is to help gift-givers decide 
what to give boys and girls. 

It lists only worth-while things. 

There are birthdays and promotion days and 
commencement days. There are other times when 
boys and girls do some difficult thmg exceptionally 
well. Those are the times when one wants to give 
something. But it is tedious to hunt through the 



DEPARTMENT 

stores, so ST. NICHOLAS has undertaken to help. 

All one need do is to send to the advertisers 
for a catalog, select at leisure and order the product 
through the dealer (by telephone, by letter or in 
person) or direct from the advertiser if the dealer 
hasn't the particular thing desired. 

Everything mentioned here is made by thor- 
oughly dependable firms. 



MODEL A THOUSAND THINGS! 

Great fun for all children modelling anything they like in the 
germ-proof Harbutt's Plasticine. Teaches observation and 
dexterity. No water ; no muss like clay. Send for our catalog 
of "Toys That Teach" which explains all. 




Write for boy's rifle- 
shooting booklet and 
mentionSt.NichoIas. 




A boy who knows how 
to handle a rifle is self-re- 
liant. Boys of 12 have 
made great records and 
learned control and concen- 
tration through shooting a 




.22 cal. repeating rifle. Ask for a catalog 
describing *' No. 12," illustrated above. Holds 
13 cartridges. Solid breech. Hammerless. 
Take-down. Accurate. Light in weight. 
Just right for any boy who wants a real rifle. 

The Remington Arms Union Metallic 
Cartridge Company, New York City 



All aboard!! First train for Peglockville!! You can 
build the train and you can build the town, too, with 

PEG LOCK BLOCKS 

Made of selected wood. They won't rust, break or get out of 
shape. No sharp edges to cut. Every block fits v^th every other 
block. Hundreds of models. Write for illustrated catalogue 
and tell us where you buy your toys. 


Build and \^^^ 


^fock/ 

^l/ Stay Built 


Peg Lock 

221 Foorih Ave. ^T"^ 


-nFiplr Block Co., Inc. 

' New York 




The finest line of electrical and mechanical trains you 
ever saw. Just like real trains. Switches and si^^nals 
and stations too. Also IVES STRUKTI RON, to bnild 
bridjjes, derricks, and buildings. Big, FREE BOOK 
on toy railroading. Write for it. 
THE IVES MFG. CORP'N, 196 Holland Ave., Bridgeport, Conn. 




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SPECIAL WAR EDITION 



Distnhuted as a supplement ro our hly H.indj Book dunnj; Icm- 
porary [juirrnmfnt suspension of »irtrlca>. Lists new thirnjs to enprn- 
mcnt witU. Also motors. flashliyhD-. trlegmpli app^rarus. puzzlo., 
magic outfits, honk«i, athleht goods, ihi^mn-jl scf. ti-ilimj; l.uklc. nnitrl- 
s. Handy, intcrrstinj;. Fur c»ory hoy in Amcru j. Friy on rf/urit 

Tnt ELECTRO-SET CO.. nou hnoan at 

THE NEWM*N. STERN COMPANY. Depi. 8.N.-13,at*«-l»nd, Oblo 



K^LA55 RINGS 



PINS-ME:DAL5-PENDANT5 



UTALOG FREE. Pirn ISc iiid upwaoi 
KIO aiul K30, Plate, SOc; I4K Gold,$2.00. 

C. K. GROUSE CO., Mfrs. 

North Attleboro, Mass. Box 24. 






ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



Bnoao Toe 




growing Feel 
Your children's feet 
need considerable care to 
prevent foot troubles as 
they grow up. 

Coward 

Shoe 

REG. U. S. PAT. OFF." 

ror children supports the 
arch, strengthens weak 
ankles, gives freedom to all 
foot muscles and encourages 
correct walking. 
Why not see to it that 
your child wears Coward 
Shoes now, thereby safe- 
guarding against future 
foot ills? 

Sold Nowhere Else 

JAMES S. COWARD 

262-274 Greenwich St. New York 

(Near Warren Street) 



Mai! Orders Filled 



Send for Catalog 




V wisK old man gave Alice Hegan Rice the 
highest possible praise when he said : "Madam, 
I salute you ! You have done the world a 
service, you have made us laugh happily and 
with courage !" 

In the early summer of 1901, almost sixteen 
years ago, a young lady called at The Century 
Co.'s office to make the acquaintance of the 
editors who had just accepted her first book. 
At that time Alice Hegan was practically un- 
known outside the circle of her intimate 
friends in Kentucky. She had worked and 
visited among the poor in Louisville, and out 
of her experiences she had written a story, 
which she called "Mrs. Wiggs of the Cabbage 
Patch." Since then her story has been sold 
and reprinted and sold again, until there is 
probably no country in the world in which 
"Mrs. Wiggs" is not known. This month the 




ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 



THE BOOKMAN— Continued 

book goes to the press to be set up again for 
the fifty-first time. "The Cabbage Patch" was 
the tag-end of the city, down near the rubbish 
heaps alongside of the railroad; and 'Mrs. 
Wiggs was a cheery little widow whose atti- 
tude toward life is summed up by herself thus : 
"I believe in gettin' as much good outen life 
as you kin, and I jes' do the best I kin where 
the good Lord put me at, and it looks like I 
got a happy feelin' in me most of the time. 
Looks like ever'thing in the world comes right, 
if we jest wait long enough." Because Mrs. 
Wiggs always saw the silver lining to the 
clouds, Billy and Asia and Australia were al- 
ways happy, even though ragged and some- 
times very hungry. 

In "Lovey Mary" two new members are 
added to the Cabbage Patch. Mary had cried 
bitterly to the matron of the orphan asylum, 
"Can't I ever get nothin' at all 'cause I was n't 
started out with nothin" ?" When three-year- 
old Tommy also was to be taken from her, 
Mary stole away, and, to her own and 
Tommy's great good fortune, she ran into the 
Cabbage Patch and Mrs. Wiggs' motherly 
arms. Lovey Mary was sullen and "sassy" 
when she first became a member of the com- 
munity, but under the kindness and approval 
of all the Wiggses the little girl became 
worthy of her name. "It ain't hard to be 
good when folks love you," Lovey Mary fi- 
nally decided. "I '11 just make 'em all proud 
of me yet." 

"Sandy" is the story of a Scotch-Irish boy. 
Starting out as a stowaway, he reached 
America, where he followed the will-o'-wisp 
of a little girl's friendly smile. He traveled 
south as bootblack and peddler until, through 
his own ability, by good fortune, and through 
the aid of kind friends, he grew into a scholar 
and a gentleman. 

I have left "Mr. Opp" until the last, be- 
cause, although less well known than the 
earlier books, it is considered by many people 
the finest story Mrs. Rice has written. Mr. 
Opp, who was described by one of his neigh- 
bors as "the one person in the world that 's got 
a talent for missing things," just missed being 
a genius, and he was incapable of doing any- 
thing except to give up his life in caring for 
the little sister who had never grown up, poor 
little Miss Kippy. 

Miss Margaret Steele Anderson, a life-long 
friend of Mrs. Rice, once wrote of her that 
at her birth the good fairies must have gath- 
ered to bestow their gifts — Charm, Kindli- 
ness, Humor, Gaiety, and Simplicity-of- 
heart. Certainly these qualities are all to be 
found in every story of this gifted writer. 
All of these books can be bought for $i.oo 
each, either from The Century Co. direct or at 
any bookstore. 



■ ll^= l l — I 

A Safe Place to Play 



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THE IDEAL SAND HOUSE 

Complete with Awning 

IF YOU have one in the yard you know the Kiddies 
are safe and contented. As an outdoor playhouse 
it furnishes endless amusement for girls and boys. 
Every child who has one is delighted with it. 

It is made of Cypress and White Pine, two woods 
that are most enduring. It is in every respect the 
safest place to play. Can be used indoors in winter. 

Send the cout}on or a shore note to-day for catalog showing 
all styles and sizes from $15 n/>. 

PALMER LUMBER CO. 

190 Harrison Street, ROCHESTER, N. Y. 

Ncu- York Representative: F. A. O. SCHWARZ, 303 Fifth Avenue 

PALMER LUMBER CO., 190 Harrison St., Rochester, N. Y. 

Please send catalog of Sand Houses to 

Name 

Street 



Town State 

' =1 i II 'I I 





10 mrroaucc tlie value oiiiiainoun jirann ictmis 
Hnrkcts wc ofti r \ mi tlic f.iUowiiiK at om -ljalf their 
rr(,'iilar valiu- prn\iiic<l covipitn is sent witli onUr. 

DIAMOND OVAL - = - Special at $2.50 
DIAMOND PREMIER - Special at $3.00 
DIAMOND CHAMPION - Special at $5.00 

[ah lailictH ail- the latent niiidels and Btrvmn witli best 
qMolity gut. Frames arc all reinfoiccd with gut and niadn 
of best seasoned wood. Weigllts 13 to 14!4 oz. A$1.0() Press 
ur $1.00 Waterproof cover for r,flc extra with any racket 
Jordered. All delivery charges prepaid by us. Continental 
iMoney Back Guarantee with every purchase Bank - 
reference, tr. S. Alortgage & Trust Co. ot N. 
Write for Summer Sport Sho t "S. N." 

CONTINENTAL SPORTING GOODS CO. 

World's Largest .Mail Order .Sporting C.uids Hon; 
18.5 W. lasth St. New York City 



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ST. NICHOLAS ADVERTISEMENTS 




For This 



BEFORE they started to coast this hill they 
knew from past experience that they were 
taking no chances — they knew that they could 
rely absolutely upon the powerful grip of the 
famous 




DUPLEX COASTER BRAKE 

There can be no improvement on this brake. 
It is powerful, it is durable, it is simple, it is 
reliable. 

With a Corbin Duplex on your hub you are 
in a position to handle quickly and conveniently 
any situation that might arise on road or street. 
Elbow turns, dizzy hills and traffic-laden 
thoroughfares present not the slightest diffi- 
culty. It gives you complete mastery over your 
bicycle, a freedom and control that doubles the 
pleasures and possibilities of riding. It has no 
equal. 

"Corbin Control Means Safety Assured." 
Specify it. Sold and equipped by all dealers. 

Catalog on request. 
THF. CORBIN SCREW CORPORATION 

The American Hardware Corp., Successor 
214 High Street, New Britain, Conn. 
Branches: New York Chicago Philadelphia 

Makers of Corbin-Brown Speedometers 





A READER wants to know why the easy-to-oper- 
ate planetary gearing, used in certain light cars 
for changing gears, is not used on all cars. 
The reason is that this gearing can be used to 
advantage only in a car whose engine is 
very powerful in proportion to the weight it 
has to propel. Only two forward speeds are 
practicable with this planetary transmission. 
Heavy cars need more speeds than two in 
order not to strain the engine when climbing 
grades. In the planetary type, there is a great 
deal of lost power on low speed due to fric- 
tion. This lost power is not missed in a light 
automobile because the engine has more power 
than is needed to propel the car. There is one 
feature in which the planetary type is superior 
to all other kinds of change-speed gearing. 
When traveling "on high" the crank-shaft of 
the engine is directly connected with the driv- 
ing-rod which turns the rear axle. No gears 
or cogs intervene to use up power. The whole 
transmission revolves as fast as the crank- 
sliaft of the engine turns. It is just as though 
the transmission were an additional fly-wheel 
attached to the engine. The result is that 
every ounce of power is used to drive the car 
ahead; none is wasted in transmission. 



Many automobilists have wondered why the 
motor-car engine runs better at night, and 
doubtless many have attributed it to the pres- 
ence of additional moisture in the atmosphere. 
Scientists tell us that there is no more mois- 
ture in the air at midnight than at high noon, 
although we notice it more. Strangely enough, 
no one has been able to tell us why the motor 
runs better at night ; and since there is no evi- 
dent reason for it to do so, it seems likely that 
it only appears to develop more power. Per- 
haps we notice the sound more after dark be- 
cause our attention is less taken up by the 
things we see. And perhaps the car appears 
to travel faster because the objects along the 
road are more indistinct at night. You might 
conduct a series of experiments to determine 
(Continued on page 34-) 



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